A Dream

I hurried through one corridor after another.

Looking for a stairway.

“It would be fun to be lost, as other people were ” I thought!

I knew of course, that I could not be, even for a moment. But I was still having trouble finding a stairway that would take me up. “Perhaps I would never find one, and I would have to wander for days. People would have to come looking for me. I would starve, grow thin and perhaps be forced to send a message by tapping on one of the walls.”
It felt nice to think about it.

At last! I came to a small flight of steps, which led not up but down to a pair of double doors.

A sound, cacophony, clanging and echoing. I descended and pushed the doors open…

“I woke up” !!! 

-boringbug