There has always existed a fine line between what is real and what could be. The enclosed tippy-toes to the fine line and often beyond it.

What if we literally had to eat our words?

While still alive, what reason would you have to visit Death?

What if true love existed?

And trees could talk?

Could dust bunnies conquer the world?

Can we trade lives with someone in a photograph…if the timing was right?

Does it all depend on whether or not we are willing to cross that fine line?