At night my mind does not much care if what it thinks is here or there. It tells me stories, it invents and makes up things that don't make sense. I do not know why it does this stuff. The real world seems quite weird enough.
Shel SilversteinAnd he didn't really know where he was going, but he did know he was going somewhere, because you really have to go somewhere, don't you?
Shel SilversteinDo a loony-goony dance 'Cross the kitchen floor, Put something silly in the world That ain't been there before.
Shel SilversteinI opened my eyes And looked up at the rain, And it dripped in my head And flowed into my brain, And all that I hear as I lie in my bed Is the slishity-slosh of the rain in my head. I step very softly, I walk very slow, I can't do a handstand-- I might overflow, So pardon the wild crazy thing I just said-- I'm just not the same since there's rain in my head.
Shel Silverstein