could not hold the words.

I felt disoriented as I awoke. The moonlight streamed
through my corner window. No curtains waved, and no fresh
air from the night touched my face. Laying there, staring
at the window, I remembered my dream.

The dream had been like one of those sci-fi movies
where the dream is more real than life. I could feel the
hand, the wind in flight, and I could see the twinkling
lights of the town. From Superman to Peter Pan, to the
Enterprise, and back. His voice said “Hold on tight, it is
quite a ride. The ride is all there is!”

This thought came through the private line between