in the dream
in the dream i go home. i go to my parents' house. there are expansive fields all around, it's fall, almost dusk, amazing orange light everywhere. it is very windy. all i can hear is the wind. i am very afraid. i am afraid that no one is home--that i am alone amidst expansive fields. i turn slightly to the left and there is a dog in the warfield's yard, atop a small slope. the warfields are also not home. the dog is surrounded by the orange wheat. he is panting, facing me. i am afraid of something, either that the dog is lost or that he is mean. he stands there in the sun and looks at me. i realize a good feeling.