Last night, I had a dream.
It was hot, my canteen had sprung a leek and I was.... thirsty.
In the distance there was my house. "Just in time" I thought.
It had been a long day in the far garden, about a quarter mile away from the house, and all I was looking forward to was meeting my friends, who where already awaiting for me at the house. A nice dinner with a symphony of conversation and drunkard dreams being told for desert.