Dream

My younger brother and I are traveling the countryside. There is a lot of open space and mountains in the distance. It is dry and red and very bright, much like I now know Arizona to be.

For some strange reason we are traveling by telephone pole. We are swinging and dangling "army style" across the desert.

In all this vast nothing we come across a lone house. The people are kind and invite us in to rest. They give us water. We politely have our drinks and afterwards go to leave...but as we are outside I feel this strong need to stay...so with tears in our eyes my brother and I part. He jumps back on the telephone line and scurries away...

I stay with this family for an unknown number of years...we live, grow, and love one another, serving each other in unity.

After my time there ends I walk to the street, bid farewell to my newest family, and jump on the lines to find my brother once again.