Book3:WereMyDreamIs

ed,sproutandgrowintowheat.ThehesusIwillgobayhut,eatafullmeandthenclosethedoorandhaveagoodnight’ssleep.Ilikethissimplebutfulfillinglifetoo.”

    Afterleavingthenoisymetropoliswithitscrowdsofpeopleandunendingtraffic,ImaginationheldCreativity’shandandstoppedatapcewheretherewerebeautifulhillsandwater.Itwasaserenehouseinthesuburbs.Imaginationstoodbythekelookingatthecrystalclearsparklier.Thenshegazedatthenearbyhillswheretherewerequiteafewhouses,cssiclookingandartisticallybuilt,givingforthajollyatmosphereofliveliness.

    “Howluckyarethesepeoplelivinghere!”saidImagination.“Theyjoytheserenehillsaer,butalsohavetheuseofallthemodernveniences.HowIwouldliketokeepthisverygoodmemoryoflifeohforeverdeeplye