“Are you sure / That we are awake? / It seems to me / That yet we sleep, we dream.” —William Shakespeare, Midsummer Night’s Dream

Midsummer Day, I dreamed I was late to meet a play date in a scene, and afraid to face my fate.

“The course of true love never did run smooth.”

―William Shakespeare

I prayed for grace and lengthened my stride, yet the quicker my pace, the slower I hied.

“Lord, what fools these mortals be!”

―William Shakespeare

Then my head was turned by a shrill scream―Make a play date wait on Midsummer Day, face a chill fate in A Midsummer Night’s Dream!

“And yet, to say the truth, reason and love keep little company together nowadays.”

―William Shakespeare

That shrill scream gave me the willies. Yet right on cue, I flew from the wings to meet my date in the scene and face my fate. Lost my stage fright as I found my chill. And in that night’s dream, the play didst sate. So all’s will that ends will.

“The lunatic, the lover, and the poet, are of imagination all compact.”

―William Shakespeare