"You're crazy, just not crazy enough."

My head involuntarily cocked to the side, "What? Really?" I said, unable to understand, unwilling to believe.

"Well then do it, jump, walk, run, just do it."

I squinted, straining to look ahead. The fog held everything in secrecy. I stood still, sacred to move, not sure what direction to walk in. "Am I lost?" I shouted, then thought "What! Why am I asking if I'm lost."

That angelic voice sang again, "What are you waiting for?"
Was the voice coming from the left?

I could see a few twisted trees and the spongy mix of moss and grass beneath my feet. I lifted my foot to step ahead, the ground groaned with expansion, rising, filling in my footprint.

"Where are you!?" I cried, now walking ahead, having convinced myself a straight path was the best course of action.

"Trying to prove me wrong?" It said, no.. She said. It was clearly a female voice now.

The thick fog soaked my little yellow coat. My pants began to cling to my legs as I walked passed the trees, my shoes flooded. I sat on an earthy stump and pulled off my soaked jacket and my shoes, thinking It better to continue on cold and barefoot than uncomfortable.

"Who are you!?" I said, now somewhat closer to a normal conversational level, confident I was closing in.

"You know." The answer was a whisper.

I turned around. I shouted in surprise, Jumping backward. The path I had walked through was free of fog, as If I'd plowed a path, but aside from that, nothing.

I turned around again and started to run, jogging through the fog, feeling with my feet and outstretched arms as drops of water rolled off my hair, my face and everywhere else. The fog was thick now, I couldn't see passed my waist, the ground had changed, but to what was a mystery.

"Where are you?" I asked now.

"Right here."

I took another step, sure I was directly before whoever. I stepped ahead. The fogged passed as a wall as If I'd walked through a doorway. Sitting on the sand, the sand that was warm beneath my feet was a Panda bear. I walked over, it held and cuddled a Monkey.

"Now she's yours. Thank you for coming."

The Panda Slowly stood. Fear paralyzed me, I thought to run, but the Bear moved closer, arms extended. Shaking, almost violently so, I took the infant monkey from her arms.

Without another word, the Panda Turned around and strode silently down the beach.

The monkey opened it's eyes. Blue eyes. No. That was the reflection of my eyes, it faded...
...
and I woke up.
strangely enough remembering every detail.... And then remembering another.
I scrambled across the bed, grabbing for my cell phone...

"8:06 am."

Thank Christ.
Literally.