its dark and the world sleeps. Well parts of it do. Anyone else try and imagine sunrise occuring somewhere as we huddle under dark autumn skies? Or does the mind balk at the scale of existence such a feat encompasses? Is it possible to focus your mind in such a place whilst your body is elsewhere? Is imagination just that or is it an out of body experience? And as writers isn't this what we ask of our readers - to step out of their own skins and their own places for a while and join us somewhere....