For Better or For Worse by Lynn Johnston for January 23, 2006
Transcript:
Elly: Ahhh...sleep. I love this magical state where you drift in and out of consciouness. Dreaming...feeling the warmth of morning sunshine on your cheek....as I fly over green hillsides, I smell the sweet fragrance of mint and pine...I hear rain in the valley...the sound of rushing water....a fresh breeze. Then....the dank smell of toadstools in a misty, rotting marsh.