The excitement is building - I can't wait to visit all the Halloween blog parties going on thanks to Vanessa (who knows how to throw one heck-of-a-bash) at A Fanciful Twist. But, as I'm writing this, I find my mind wandering a bit. I feel sort of floaty....
The time must be late - or early...?
I look up from my computer, and find myself not in my tiny little studio, but outside in front of this mysterious door.... Should I go in? It's not very inviting, and I'm not in the habit of entering strange places that appear out of the blue, but I decide to throw caution to the wind - It is Halloween, after all....
Once inside, I'm greeted quite graciously by two lovely ladies - but something's not quite right, and I can't quite put my finger on it....
As I look around, I find my hostesses have disappeared - my surroundings are changing....
I seem to be stuck in a 17th century still life. I turn around looking for a way to escape - It appears I'm surrounded....
And I get the funny feeling I'm being watched....
Then Bird Boy whispers, "Look behind you." Turning around I see keys....
Before I can pick one up, I drift back into consciousness relieved to find myself back in my tiny little studio in front of my computer. How strange dreams can be, though really not that much stranger than real life. I stretch, take a deep breath - OK, off to the parties....