38"Dreams are Reality, huh?" Cat was talking on another beautiful cartoon day on the Farm. We were walking on a path across an evergreen hill. Dog was following.
"That's what I'm told." My cartoon bib overalls rode easily and smelled like they'd just come out of the laundry. The air was clean, fresh, and warm enough to be t-shirt weather, but not hot enough to sweat. I could never recall sweating here.
"Well, why don't you stay in this dream? You keep coming and going."
"It doesn't seem to be that simple."
"Why? Life is simple."
"Here. Life is simple here. Other places, it gets far more involved."
"That's just another silly choice you get to make. We've been trying to tell you that for years."
"I thought those were just jokes."
Dog bounded up, after the butterfly he was inspecting
