Laying in bed, head on the pillow with a book in hand as I read about another thoughts. Fuzzy rays of light seep through the windows. A gentle tingling of wind chimes, an inventive melody played by an unpredictable master. The memories of the madness and the rush from the past few days, settling into a steady and comforting pace, as I drift in and out of the realms of the impossible and improbable. =D