Fall asleep and find yourself in a city that isn't quite your own.

With pots with mirrors and drinking water in an urn the colour of earth. 

With women with thin, fluid waists and long shining hair. And men with thick eyebrows and cloth hats.

The sky there is a deep blue, like watching water take you over from above. The stars aren't out yet, but I can only imagine how overwhelming it will be to watch them from where I stand.

 I walk around, taking in the trees, the kids and the noises that fill this mysterious place

I am asleep but I am also awake. 

The air is thin and tense. It's as though you've held your breath and are waiting for something to happen.