I imagined that all my life was a dream. A dream I was having as a child. I awake. I’m in my bunkbed. My brother John asleep below me. Winter I can see snow in the back yard. I’m nine. It’s January 1960. I dreamed in detail a whole history. A long lifetime. I hear my dog “Brownie” padding below. My dad getting ready to go to work. School. I have to go to school. I have the experiences, memories of over 60 future years. Who to tell where to begin.