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Welcome to My Lucid Dream.

I have been asked where my creativity comes from. Like everything good, it happens in the quiet moments in my bed, around 3:30 to 5:00 a.m. I’ve heard it described as the “Witching Hour,” but for me, it is the “Wishing Hour” because of my desire to get some well needed sleep. Yet, in those Lucid moments between non-REM sleep and the crow of the cock, I am filled with thoughts, ideas for books, drawings, and the worry of homework that is not quite finished. With pieces of incomplete puzzles waiting to be built floating through my mind.

Safe under my covers, there is no worry; like Peter Pan, I’ve traveled to distant lands, explored unseen worlds, and even flown. The visual remote is always available to channel surf or focus on a point that is infinite in its depth.

So, with eyes half open, I wish you a fawn bon voyage.