These days my day dreams have increased in frequency to the extent that sometimes I would sit on the train, close my eyes, and wake up somewhere else. Not Melbourne. But this place, somewhere far away. And it's all orange and red and yellow. Orangeland.

I try to go to this place as often as I can as it seems to keep me sane. I'm afraid that I would wake up there and never come back to this life but I'd sure like to know if there's someplace on Earth that feels like it.