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Hazy
I found myself in Japan, somewhere on a highwire-bridge, balancing two feet in a haze. More than two feet above the solid ground, way up high. My eyes dart to and fro. Where I started from, I don’t know. In a country, not my own. Travelling with eyes shut. I’m with someone - my spouse? In a dream with forgotten baggage, it seems - do I remember this clearly? Clearly not, as I’m told to roll over, and by the way I pressed the snooze button half an hour ago, or I’d not progressed over that bridge without rails and eyes. Somewhere in Japan - having no idea where I am. I woke up thirty minutes later, back at home. I roll out of bed, instead of onto my side, pushing the sheets, pillows, my spouse aside for the coffee cup, wondering why I remember this dream where I left my feet and my eyes. Is there really a bridge of this sort - how can I find it? Where did I leave my baggage? Back at home with all my clothes? Who needs more clothes when you are who knows where? My mind seems topsy-turvy, as if I’m three sheets to the wind. It is not a puzzle worth solving; stirring cream in coffee. The end.
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