This ferry journey between the US and Canada is long enough for one to catch some sleep, as this woman is doing. How she well she sleeps here in questionable. She sits upright, resting on her hands. She is surrounded by active kids. If she dreams, they must be shallow, short and fitful, perhaps truncated. This image defines such dreams as half-dreams. I manage to chop in half each of the four people who surround her here. The pillars divide two of them, and my frame divides the two others. We can’t see what is going on in her subconscious mind. But we do get the feeling that whatever she may be dreaming at the moment is only half-formed.