Ageless wisdom just flew over me in a very fast plane, and didn’t stop to rest on my head.  Once I seem to believe I have it, I keep lying awake in my bed instead of resting as I should. I will sleep soon, or perhaps just when I am dead.  The things we think become what we drink, as we drown in the mindscapes we tread.  Go with me on a journey.  Anywhere.  We can stay here if you like to dream but not move.  So long as we are moved to tears from children’s laughter, the third act will make the entire play worthwhile.