Would you believe me if I told you I live in two worlds? Would you believe me if I told you I'm not crazy? My husband just died. In the real world, they keep blaming everything I do on that. But they didn't used to. They used to expect me to be a real arty type and be unpredictable. It's who I am. That's never going to change, not for anyone. But they all think I've gone crazy. In the dream world, however, I can be me again. I spend my days with my brothers and live a life where anything is possible. There are gifts, adventures and incredible sights. But no one knows I've been living in two worlds. I don't want to be shut away. I don't want to be medicated and lose my dream. I need it too much. If you could live in reality or in your dreams, which would you choose?