Dream about a head on shoulders
Head On the shoulders of a small person so small their eyes are temporary in existence and exist in two places at once, let me move his hand and his other hand moves too, not that other hand, his hand in his dreams, that one, yes, the one he created after his mother died and he burned her ashes and burned them again, gave them to the witch that lives in the hollow by the canyon to feast on and lay one large ashen egg that hatched and became his mother in his dreams, who he still met, but to see his mother in his dreams, he had to become himself one again in dreams, and as such now had a body, and now had another hand that was the same one that moved when his hand moved, and in this way he could live for twice as long, the small person thought, because at night he would live for years in his dream and dig through the mountain that had erupted soon after his return with the spoon given to him by the canyon witch to hold forever while he was in the dream, and in the day he would wake to see the world as it was and do his working then too, working his terrible job all day, his head on his shoulders began to grow older and older as his body did not age at such a rapid rate, and soon the person found himself asking whether the dream was his reality or whether his seemingly waking life was nothing but a nightmare, so when he found his mother that night, he gave her his spoon, no longer clutching it to his hands as the witch had told him, and walked with her to the mountain to move it with his hands and the grooves in his fingernails, and he soon found himself suddenly in what had been his waking life, in the middle of some business he had no idea he was supposed to have an idea of, and that is when he decided that it was indeed the dream, no spoon to be seen, and leaped off of a building that evening to wake himself.