It was late in the afternoon. Evening was coming on. Out over the nearby woods, fog began to form as the moist air began to cool.
Soon the sun was going down, the breeze stopped blowing, the earth was still. It was like a dream in orange.
I sat in my recliner and relaxed . . . Later I opened one eye and peeked out. It was like the foggy dream in orange was continuing.
No drugs involved and no brain cells were injured in this process.