I’m a dreamer. I always wanted to investigate a rainbow and make it answer for its evasiveness. I once took my jeep to chase a rainbow, eating dry lucky charms the whole way with a determined glint in my eye. “Damn leprechauns ruining everything for the rest of us…”

The sound of raindrops on dried leaves was everpresent. Others ran from the bus stop towards home, cursing, hands over their heads, in a futile attempt to not get wet by the sudden storm. I choose to enjoy it, embrace the cold drops on my face. I feel alive. Then thunder cracks.

Once upon a time there was a tomato with googly eyes and a mustache that was sold on the shelves next to the Mr and Mrs Potatoe head dolls and came alive when people weren't watching. These dolls weren't very popular because they were squishy and therefore hard to play with.

Once upon a time there lived a 21 year old woman. She lived near a bog which made her body do unusual things such as attain chronically cold feet.

Yesterday I was falling from the sky. Problem was, I forgot how I had gotten there. I looked around for a plane or skydivers…there was empty sky. I felt for a parachute and only felt the back of my shirt. I started to scream and suddenly heard people start to giggle around me.

Jerry glanced down at the photograph in his hand, then back up again at the woman sitting alone at the back of the cafe.