I like falling asleep. With a pleasant thought. Being with
my Italian true love. Even when she’s in Sardinia.
And I’m in Minnesota.
It’s like dreaming. Entering the dream world. Orchestrating my dream. Even
before the onset of sleep. I wonder what that is. A day dream? Anyway, it’s as if I’m taking conscious control.
Moving myself into a dream state. At will. Half-conscious. Half asleep. Perhaps on the
brink of the spirit world. A way to launch. My most soothing dreams. In paradise.
–Jim Broede
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