Here, with my coffee and thoughts as the fresh breeze blows in from the beautiful outdoors. I'm all up in my head today, caught in fanciful ideas and ponderings that lead nowhere.
Last night I dreamt I was on a subway. Swaying in the screeching car, lights flickering in my eyes, sedate strangers seeing through me. The train emerged from the tunnel, glittering sunlight revealed to me the landscape of my hopes and desires. The paradise of my mind. Stared in awe as we sped past, ran for the doors as the train screamed to a halt, stepped out in the crisp salt air of a seaside town that had waited for me my entire life. Threw my head back, closed my eyes, breathed deep, and I was back in the tunnel. The seat hard beneath me, stale scent of machinery and determination all around me. Had I missed my stop? What am I doing sitting here... Or had I had a dream, embedded in a dream...
So, I woke in a strange mental state. Fixed my coffee. Bathed, shaved. Booted up my Boortz. Checked messages from friends never met. The sun is out, I'm running for summer, and my mind circles the memory of your face like a cat would a particularly choice morsel of prey. I'm all up in my mind, keeping my thoughts company. Thinking about dreams. Sitting here quietly alone, far from lonely.
