All I want to do be back in this room and fall into a deep sleep here.....it was never too dark, the comfort of ol' grandfather clock sang to me every 15 minutes to make sure I wasnt scared. Smelling the pillows which held the scent of good memories and comfort, hearing my grandpa's bedroom TV across the hall, I can only go there in my dreams now. I hope my subconscious takes me there tonight, I want to go back. I can travel nearly 300 miles back to that room and not ever have to leave my bed in Lincoln, NE. I miss my "green room".