Wednesday, January 19, 2011

There's a world where I can go and tell my secrets to (19 January 2011)

There’s a place my mind has created.  It exists only in my dreams.  I’m not sure what triggers it, but it could be intense sadness, because I dreamed of it last night.
It’s a sort of Disneyland.  Last night it finally got a name: Disneyland East, because it’s in Arizona and thus east of the original Disneyland; however, Disneyland East is, first and foremost, a water park.
Last night I went, or tried to go, several times.  To get there, take the I-17 north.  I want to say that if you get to Indian School, you’ve gone too far.  A 2-lane exit is what you’re looking for—2A02, I believe.  It loops up, curves southbound under the surface street overpass, and takes you to Disneyland East which has no boundaries—it’s just crystal blue water and skies forever.  Just $45 to get in.  And the food is cheap.

If there is a Heaven, I hope it’s like this.

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