Clara sometimes asks me if I dream.    

Of course I dream”, I tell her. “Everybody dreams”.                                            

"But what do you dream about?”, she’ll ask.

"The same thing everybody dreams about", I tell her. "I dream about where I’m going”.

She always laughs at that. “But you’re not going anywhere, you’re just wandering about”

"That’s not true. Not any more. I have a new destination. My journey is the same as yours, the same as anyones. It’s taken me so many years, so many lifetimes, but at last I know where I’m goingWhere I’ve always been going”.                                       

                          “H o m e , the long way round”.