The Dream As a child I used to get a terrible dream not often but one that happened very now and then in it I was being dragged to a widow through which I could see a dull blue grey light. The window was half covered on the outside with p[iles of garbage. The window would be raised and I would be thrust through the window and up through the garbage and then the window was closed and locked behind me, leaving me standing amidst stinking rotting garbage over which ran rats, mice, maggots and waterbugs then the dream would end. Part Two