Perchance To Dream

Perchance to Dream"please sit down," the psychiatrist said, indicating a somewhat worn leather couch.Automatically, Hall sat down. Instinctively, he leaned back. Dizziness flooded through him, his eyelids fell like sash weights, the blackness came . . .He jumped up quickly and slapped his right cheek, then he slapped his left cheek, hard. "I'm sorry, doctor," he said.The psychiatrist, who was tall and young and not in the least Viennese, nodded. "You prefer to stand?&quo...