A tundra of clouds whizzed by as I watched from the airplane window. It was a stunning show, a glimpse of heaven. But, the radiant clouds did little to soothe my nerves. For the first time in years, I was going home. No, not home.

Back.

A bit of turbul…

In this dream, like every dream he could remember, he flew alone through blue, cloudless skies. Skin bared to the comforting warmth of the mid-day sun, he wheeled low over lush tree tops. Their leaves, reaching hungrily for the sun, tickled his bare stoma…