Written by: A wink and nod 😉

So, where to begin. What a dream? Or, then again was it the clipboard held to a chest while her son played?

Or was it the cereal dropped in the cabin overlooking seven devils?

Maybe.

Soon.

Or, is that all a part of the dream?

Shoes! Ah yeah. Shoes of such strange beauty.

and a touch. Two to be exact. (remember the spinner?)

No.

Yes.

it is more than a dream

more than memories

more than wrong

more than right.

it matters not though, not in the least.

What is inside is real and forever more be secure from loss, time,

as it is

me.