The dream was cartoon-like, images too flowery, colors too vivid, animation too vibrant…emotions it provoked too child-like.
Eyes smiled open, body floated off the bed, window slid aside, sweet morning breeze found its way into my lungs. The breeze dragged me onto the beach.
The fine sand grains massaged my whole existence. Too lost in my own entity to notice another figure floating beside me.
Moments had to pass for the mental fog to settle before I could make out the words being directed at me.
I wasn’t sure if it was a question or a statement, so my smile was the only reply I gave. A weird feeling took over then. A certain energy was present. I felt she was the answer…only I wasn’t sure what the question was.
Not wanting to fail the energy I blurted out:
“Have we met before?
“Why do you ask? Do I look familiar?
“No”…and I wanted to add…but you feel familiar…but I didn’t.
She stood there staring into the horizon.
“You come here often?
“No, never actually…not at this time of the day anyway. I’m never out of bed before the sun is way up in the sky”
“So how come you are here today?”
“The morning breeze pulled me here”
Then there was silence…but not tortuous.
Then a thought locked in my head. A post I had once read on Cancerian’s blog. The thought that she could very well be the future me made my knees weak. Now the silence was unbearable. I had to know, I wanted to know. I had so many questions to ask, there were so many things I wanted to know. So I asked:
“Are you happy?”
That’s it, that was the only question that mattered. That was the only answer I wanted.
TO BE CONTINUED