I took a quick nap this afternoon and it happened again. I don’t know when it started but over the years since childhood there have been perhaps hundreds of times in those hazy moments when I’m floating between consciousness and unconsciousness that sometimes a girl comes to me. She’s fully clothed; she wears a loose fitting peach colored sleeveless shirt. It’s a warm and sunny afternoon and the yellow sun is streaming through her hair from somewhere over her right shoulder. Her hair is sometimes light brown and sometimes blond but she’s always the same girl. Read the rest of this entry »