The Man from Dreamland

51-year-old Bob Peterson absolutely could not fall asleep. He was questioning whether or not his choice to accept the post of Defense Secretary of Homeland Security was a beyond his capabilities. Bomb were going off here, and there; terrorist warnings were being picked up by the NSA, and he just could not handle the enormous task of juggling all of these threats to the country.

"Why can't the world be like it was on TV in the '60's? There were nuclear threats from fictitious countries, but always, agents from some organization, were able to not only discover their hideouts, but disable their power." He laughed to himself, "Goof grief I remember 'Get Smart' and 'The Man from U.N.C.L.E.' Those heroes managed to solve the mysteries or defuse the crimes in one hour, or 45 minutes, minus the commercials. Ahh, those were the days! If only we lived in a time and world like that."

Finally, much needed sleep overcame Bob's restless brain and body. His wife was cuddled next to him, the covers were just the right temperature, and, for at least 5 hours, he would be allowed the luxury of sleep. He used to take that for granite before he joined the political arena. He wondered if perhaps he was better off not knowing what was really out there threatening the world. At times, he wished that he was, of this knowledge, ignorant.