stupid subject lines.

So, after that mesmerizing post by ifothelawon, what is there to say? My mind is full of images . . . can I feel "pale in comparison" to that?? ; ) But seriously, I meant to check all my email and look at people's blogs and now I can't think because I've got all that running around in my head. Instead of setting free my imagination like they usually do, I am arrested . . .

Today I woke up late, at 8 a.m., and I could feel my dream slipping away from me. I seem to have a different consciousness when I dream; have you ever woken up and felt like you were hearing the last few lines of a conversation you weren't supposed to hear? The first voice seems to be the one that runs beside me in my dreams, and the second one is the voice that runs beside me when I do things in the sunlight.

voice 1: "Don't forget to tell her about the sky today."

voice 2: "I won't. Don't show her the Building until later, she hasn't seen it yet."

voice 1: "Oh the building. Right. It is time--her eyes are opening."

voice 2: "Ok. I'll meet you when the moon sets."

voice 1: *inhales*

voice 2: "Don't let me down."

voice 1: *exhales and shrugs*

And then they both fade out. The dream-voice fades out altogether, like someone hanging up a telephone, and the waking-voice merely turns silent and watches. But in that moment between sleeping and consciousness (forgive me the cliche') they seem to commune. To decide what to do with me, perhaps. Don't ask me how a voice shrugs either, I only feel them.

Has anybody ever felt that? If I try to reach my waking-voice now, it stubbornly remains silent and un-touchable, like a vision. The dream-voice is gone completely, away.

That's another thing, tho--when I become sleepy in a quiet place and when I am able to think by myself for an hour or so, I can feel the presence of the dream-voice, like it crept up quietly and took it's place next to the waking-voice and both "too brave to say a word", they observe my thoughts and confer with themselves. I feel most at ease when they are both present and watching, because they'll know what to do when I dream that night. I trust them to take care of me.

How very odd! says a voice from the corner. But not one of my voices. I'm not sure what this all means, but I doubt that I merely dream it.

Anybody else felt the same way?

: )