The cloud bursts, thunder in your ear, 

You shout and no one seems to hear. 

Night time can be the worse for anyone depressed. She would sit up in bed thinking of what she could do. Sometimes she would resort her drawers and cabinets in the kitchen. She rearranged the patio furniture and the lights, always going back to the original plan. One night she arose and ran into the kitchen. Her son was in the small crib crying for his mama. Patty scooped him up and sat and rocked him. She sang him a sweet lullaby and felt his heart beating. His warm soft body gave her a sense of fulfillment. When her mind woke her enough to know, she would begin to cry. Her sorrow was so deep; it intruded on every fiber of her being. 

Walking in her sleep, she pushed the baby’s pram all over the castle. Not once did she bump into any furniture. In her dreams the family was walking in a park. She talked in her mind to Bluesage about their jobs. She scolded Becky for not being more careful on the trampoline. 

With ease, she walked with the pram to the yard. With the baby in her arms, she used the park equipment, showing David how to balance. It was the magic of the entire block that kept this mother from falling off and hurting herself. ‘You know David; daddy will likely be home early tonight. I don’t know why, maybe he has something to show us.’ Patty’s mind was asleep, yet her dream state had abilities that were hidden in the conscious view of her life.

Sitting outside with her baby in his pram, she could enjoy the full moon and the sounds of the night air even in her dream state. She and Blue used to sit outside in the forest quite often. Patty was back in the deep density of her mind that gave her peace. 

The clock read 5 am. A new state of mind emerged while resting in the ‘forest’. Patty quickly jumped up, not taking the pram; ran into the house, looking for supplies. In no time she had constructed a new sign for her home. They lived on Lot One and she felt it would help Blue find his way home. All the night time was meant for sleeping, yet this troubled wife and mother had nothing on her mind but her loved ones. She roamed the castle with David's carrier on her arm. Since she still kept the nursing schedule she and her baby had started, she took time to put her milk into bottles. Her freezer had become full recently; she would need to find out what to do with them.

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