Sigh....I dream...of a place....a beautiful place, a quiet place, where I am alone. The sky is blue, and the grass is thick and green. So soft. I lie down on it, and fall asleep. I wake up and the sun is shining down on me. Bright and strong. My face feels hot, and good. My body is warmed, and baked. It is still morning. It is still quiet. The white clouds walk by with the an unrealized speed. Time passes, and I am still there. No one misses me. No one even thinks to wonder where I am....and I take pleasure in it. Pleasure in my anonymity, and in my communion with God and nature.