Law of Imagination

As I drift between the wakings of the real world and the dreamings of the faux pas, my mind begins to...wander onto things more trivial. "Did I forget to clean the toaster? Is the sink still on? Was that glass resting on a coaster?" My mind wanders on and on. Thoughts progress more philosophically, as I wonder, "Is world-wide peace a viable reality?" Visions begin to blur together, as my mind lays down to rest, As I yawn (begrudgingly), thinking "Did I pass that Biology test?" And of the rest? As I drift between the wakings of the real world and the dreamings of the faux pas, I realize, "It is here that I belong, it is here that imagination is law."