This world is but a canvas to our imaginations.
Dreams are the touchstones of our characters.
Sense Anne, a middle-aged woman, was at home alone because her husband was on a business trip. She is fairly used to it but told me she always feels somewhat apprehensive when he's gone. A rainstorm came during the night that aroused her briefly to sleepy wakefulness. Almost immediately, she fell back into a deep sleep. When she awakened again, she remembered a dream that definitely caught her attention.