Crisp leaves crackle beneath my feet. I walk barefoot on the cool earth and look at the Birds flying under the Umbrella of the sky. I think I know where I am, but I am not truly sure. I think I will ask the next Unicorn I see. I was in the land of reality a few miles back, but I took a wrong turn I think. For now it doesn't matter, I just want to watch the birds and see if one will hit the arch of the sky and fall to the earth. All the while my cares have gone as I walk along with a ****** who seems to have taken a fancy to my wooden leg. Who knew the day could be so interesting, yes I see the boundaries. I see the separation line as at last I have found the border of insanity and I think I will step over just for a bit.