“Honey, wake up.”
Kim, my wife, was shaking me out of a dead sleep. I was in the middle of a naked dream. You know, the one where you’re back in high school, naked in the hallway and can’t remember your locker combination?
“Whut, whut?” I opened my eyes into deep darkness.
“Someone’s in the front yard. Headlights are shining on the riding ring.”
“Stop shaking me.” I grabbed her hand and stilled it. “What time is it?”
Stranger in a Strange Land 