Living Amid the Myths

Had a weird dream last night about a place with a carousel and a clock thing and people, oh people like you never see for real but only for pretend. Woke up this morning and I was there. On my feet, walking like I'd already been up for a really long time.

Stopped when I realized what I was doing, tried to look around a little, but it was all really too much. Kind of overwhelming, you know?

So I found a place where I could sit and watch, try and get my bearings, but then I found I got to wondering.

Am I really here or am I dreaming and just lost in the dreamtime?

Maybe somebody will stop and tell me what's happened if I look small and innocent enough. Works in a lot of places.