dream (space) girl

It was weird seeing you in my dreams again.

And like most of my dreams, it was wild and convoluted, occasionally bending the laws of logic. One minute, I was with a friend shopping for pink pearls in Dhaka, the next, I was riding an escalator in a mall in Manila.

Of course, you showed up in both scenes, much like an unwanted visitor. And in a flash of brilliance, I did what any self-respecting man would do.

I hid.

What happened next escapes me, but still, that dream managed to make me wonder of whatever happened to you. I just hope you are at a much happier place now.

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I did manage to get what I want for now, but somehow, all of it feels anticlimactic and uninspired. Perhaps owing to the season, things just need a little recess.