It was a night much like any other night; a little cold. There was a slight wind outside but that did not bother me as I was snug inside my little apartment, lounging on my couch and watching TV. A half empty can of coke was on the table in fornt of me. It was almost fizzied out now and I could not be bothered finishing it. There was something showing on TV, as well but I wasn't paying that much attention to it. No, my attention was firmly fixed on the small ball of light floating in front of my eyes.
Now this might seem like a fantastic thing but for some reason, I wasn't really awestruck or even mildly shocked. It just seemed like a routine, everyday occurence. Probably because I was in that place where boredom met up with dreamland and I figured I had fallen asleep and this was happening in my dreams. How it had appeared in my room, where it had come from and the reason for its appearance - these questions did not really occur to me. All I knew was that it was suddenly there and provided a fleeting distraction from my daily routine. So I sat there on the couch with my eyes following the slow movements of this lightball.
When I say lightball, I do mean a lightball. It surely wasn't a fireball and I could not feel any heat radiating from it. But then again, I figured I was dreaming so I would not be able to feel anything. It looked much like a star would, if you could see it a bit more closely than the billions of light years away. Maybe from half a million light years... I don't know... I don't know much about astronomy.
It would seem reasonable to infer that staring at this ball of light for so long would hurt my eyes somewhat but again for some reason, I was able to monitor its movements without any strain on my eyes. Another reason to assume that the sandman had visited me.
The ball of light continued its slow journey around my room. It did not seem to have any purpose to its wanderings; neither a goal nor a destination. It appeared to be as bored as I was and was just doing a slow dance. I took off the hat I had on and as the ball of light passed close to me, made a swing at it.
I don't really know what I was hoping to accomplish with that. Somehow the ball of light ended in my hat and I looked down at it for a moment and then put it back on my head. Why? I don't know! This might be a dream, remember? I cannot be held accountable for the things I do in my dreams. Anyways it didn't feel any different wearing that ball of light on my head. When after sometime, I took off my hat and looked inside, it had disappeared... and I went back to watching TV! Simpsons was on!
I am still not sure whether that was a dream or not. I do know that every night around 8 o'clock I get these head splitting migraines but surely that cannot be caused by wearing a ball of light on your head... Could it?
1 comment:
layoff the mushrooms...
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