The Main Character

Nothing makes sense. Every dream situation occurring simultaneously. Chickens fly on trucks while spiders run for government positions. Each book has its own personality, and zebras hold traffic signs for the elephants passing by. It’s strange to look out the window and see a blue ocean, instead of the usual orange sea. Good morning, splendid moon. Comprehension is few and far between. The worlds do not make any sense, but that is what happens in dreamland.