"Dreams are Reality, huh?" Cat was talking on another beautiful cartoon day on the Farm. We were walking on a path across an evergreen hill. Dog was following.
"That's what I'm told." My cartoon bib overalls rode easily and smelled like they'd just come out of the laundry. The air was clean, fresh, and warm enough to be t-shirt weather, but not hot enough to sweat. I could never recall sweating here.
"Well, why don't you stay in this dream? You keep coming and going."
"It doesn't seem to be that simple."
"Why? Life is simple."
"Here. Life is simple here. Other places, it gets far more involved."
"That's just another silly choice you get to make. We've been trying to tell you that for years."
"I thought those were just jokes."
Dog bounded up, after the butterfly he was inspecting flew away. "Jokes? Did you hear the one about..."
"Not now, Dog." Cat snapped at him, surprising us both. "Boy here has something to decide." Turning back to me, she continued, "Look, you've got all sorts of people trying to help you. Listen to them, take their advice. Be yourself, not all the complications you created. Have fun. Enjoy life, all that stuff."
She stopped and looked at me with those deep green eyes. She was just sitting, somber, but not serious.
Dog was stopped, too and was just looking at me. His tail and ears were still, attentive. Looking for my next move.
I sat into the cartoon grass, which was soft like a cushion and never stained anything. Something to decide about. At my hand was the ever-ready wheat straw, which I broke off and put into my mouth to chew.
Laying back to look at the puffy, white, outlined clouds against the uniformly blue sky, I just laid there on this otherwise perfect day. Dog laid down nearby with his head on his paws, looking my way from time to time, getting ready to doze. Cat curled up within reach, her tail just flicking it's very tip until the point she decided to cat-nap.
And the clouds moved slowly across the sky, no two alike. The sun continued to smile down at us, even he seemed to take a siesta, the smile frozen on his face as he dreamed sunny dreams...