The dream

I woke recently, finding myself in a strange place, a cluttered place that seemed foreign to me, yet familiar and comfortable, was this my home?
It felt like I had been away for some time, there was dust on everything and clutter seemed to have taken over this homes very existence. I started cleaning in one room then the next, reclaiming what once was mine. Slowly but surely the rooms and the home began to once again look as they did before the great sleep. Each room was a battle with the dust bunny's and clutter that seemed unwilling to let go of their unyielding hold.
The outside of my home was the same, the dirt and grime of time had accumulated there also, the bright white exterior now dull and dirty, the windows cloudy and the bushes in the yard taking over and leaving me to wonder if this indeed was my home?
I battled the yard and the room's for three week's before they once again became recognizable, the faint memory of my home growing stronger with each passing battle.
Today I awoke "in my home" the last of the great battles waged in the night, the curtains are up in all the rooms now and "I am home" the great sleep is over!
There are still small bands of rogue dust bunny's hidden throughout my home clinging to their clutter, attempting to reclaim what they have lost, but I will not yield to their demands, they will not overcome, for I have WON the war! the battles are over, I am awake! and home once again!
Winter has come, but the darkness and cold cannot overtake me, I am home, it's warmth and comfort give me peace. There are many thing's to accomplish yet here, but those battles have been won also, time to finish and complete the home, time is what I now have.
Onward and forward! it is the only path! The great sleep is OVER!

"I CAN" Man!