The  dreams got me higher than  cocaine . It was good that I finally fell asleep, I thought. Or I dreamt. Whatever it meant to think in a dream.

I like the feeling of coke. Best way to describe it is like a hit streak in high school. What I mean...

"What do you think of dreams?" Lacy asked. Her hands cupped around her wide mug like she was trying to keep warm around a fire

"I think people ought to be more realistic," he replied, took a sip of the earl gray Lacy had served. Funny he thought. Drinking caffeine this...

For weeks Blue could progressively gained control over his  dreams . He could become anything he wanted. A tree. A wave. A hawk.

Whenever he became a thing, he couldn't remember what it was like once he was awake again. This was because he was human in the daytime. Living through...