Where am I? I am running down a gravel path. It is twilight - there is a slight drizzle and I am getting wet. Where could I be? I brush past soft foliage - some tall and some small.
What is ahead? Do I see something or is it my imagination? I run into a small pond. Is it mine or am I lost? Gradually, I begin to recognize things - this is my backyard - the pond, the large stones and the collection of Japanese Maples. What am I doing out here?
Abruptly, I sit up - my eyes wide open. Cow-a-bunga and Dot.com are staring at me. Their tails wagging - this is a game to them, but it is certainly not to me. What is going on?
I get up from the bed and walk to a window. It is dark and drizzling - I peer outside but no me is evident - just my vast collection of Japanese Maples. I sigh with relief. Nothing to worry about. Everything is alright or is it?