I said to myself…….I still don’t know why?………I ended up in the north…that’s it….. in the north…trees…trees around…………it’s a mysterious thing, all I can remember is that sweet soft sound and a rhythm….living in the north.

At night its hard to say….just listen to the dogs bark…….and think how marvelous it was….no nightmare or theoretical or rhetorical………and voices…yes……they say things like “ask me how do you do?”…..”ask yourself please do”………I’m sure it sounds perfectly indicative…….and then one night I heard someone say “I am daylight”……..I said “is that so”……….I stood there staring.