It's what I do in the middle of the night...

When the moonlight is hidden by smoky puffs of God's newborn breath, I hold power between the tips of my thumb and index finger. I toss and turn and tug at the sheets until I can feel the gravel path beneath and hear my bare feet crunch and crush with each step. In the middle of the night when no one else is looking, I do the impossible and seize every risk.

When your eyes are heavy with the weight of sleep, imagine me as I...

*Become the first American Queen of Persia.
*Sell all my precious jewels and retreat to the banks of the Nile.
*Soar above rooftops with wings made of steel.
*Write songs for my rockbands and an orchestra of frogs.
*Snore loudly.
*Scream in terror and relief at the same time.
*Run away from the terrifying grip of Mighty Mouse and Wonder Dog.
*Hide in a Junior High locker.
*Win the Noble Peace Prize for prettiest knees.
*Live as an Apache in England.
*Play the flute while smiling at my audience of seals.
*Invent eBay (in my world, it would be wedonegoteverything.com).
*Tickle fancies.
*Jump off the Golden Gate to land in a bucket of flowers...or Rice Krispies.
*Speak Yiddish.
*Dole out dreams to the sleepless.
*Carry the world to an unexplored galaxy far, far away.
*Secretly leave "Wow" and "You're Great!" stickers on all my neighbors' doorsteps.
*Ask dogs whether they secretly understand English.
*Star on a broadway musical...on rollerblades.
*Never hurt anyone.
*Drink bubbles and drink colors.
*Name every blade of grass living in my backyard.
*Invent a bed lamp that doesn't wake up my husband.
*Am a Nigerian spy doing backflips over uzis.
*Have four paws and a unicorn horn (also popularizing the name "Unihorn").
*Wear socks in the summer.
*Drool.
*Eat fairytales with ketchup and a side of slaw.
*Sleep like a baby.