The funniest thing about life is that children can’t wait to grow up and become adults, sharing in all the permissions and wonders of age. Adults pine away at how wonderful it would be to be young again before responsibility set its mortar into their bones. Isn’t that why adults search so ardently for the fountain of youth?
This oddity in reasoning is where the dreams of the young and the old intersect and collaborate on the truest and most innocent of joys. This is where one blanket of dreams unfurls at the edge of another and shares its trinkets and jewels and wishes. This is the intersection where Clifford Wendell lives and where the people of Chance will meet him.
Clifford Wendell isn’t just a dreamer. He is a dreamer extraordinaire! He is an asteroid moving with such speed into the unknown universe of dreams that he draws us into his own gravitational force and takes us along for the ride until he crashes. But not before making the grandest impact on our lives.
