Drew, the Desert Dream. Visible traces, mark the invisible signs left by something, someone, a dream, a memory vanished in the desert, only to bei rediscovered. Thoughts of distant clouds become real floating through pictures of the vastness within the creative mind. The warmth, the openness, the emptiness filled with space, that can only be felt by embedded emotional visions, that is the realness of the desert, flowing as strong as the desert wind. This helps me to wake and find the real dream, Drew, the desert dream, that is where I can and will again find you.