I’m dreaming of comfort and space so I’m going to be the open blue sky and stretch my blue fingers and toes until I am once again resting.
I’m hungry for fruit so I create an orchard in a country town with a wooden wagon resting in the tall grass of a meadow, so I climb in after picking an apple off a tree and sleep away.
I’m lonely so I stretch my wings and fly in any direction I choose surfing the wind until I return home where my family waits for me.
In this land dreams come true and everyone rest. It is nothing like the real world that works itself into stiff knots which is what got me here in the first place.