I had a very strange
night , one of those roll around and sleep for an hour nights. And I had a dream marginally related to E2
I was in an airport
, just arriving in a new place. The airport was your typical generic sterile
place, the same the world
over. So no real clues as to where I was. I wandered down the corridor to a large crowd of people, but they where all silent. I knew someone
would be waiting for me, but I didn't know who. I was drifting like an amnesiac
. The crowd was a faceless
mass, all people but nobody
I knew. The lack of sound
. It was like watching a television
with the sound off.
I stood lost at the rope barrier
, looking into the crowd of strange silent people, all moving at a faster speed
than I was. Then I saw who was waiting for me. She drifted
across the crowd like a ghost
, passing through the crowd, but not walking around them. It was like she was insubstantial
. My eyes felt betrayed
and confused. Her face was shifting
into various vaguely familiar forms, but I couldn't look at her. I stared down at my own hands, as the closer she got, the more I couldn't make sense of what I was seeing. Then I noticed I was made of the same gossamer
We were ghosts, meeting in a airport arrivals lane.
She touched my face, stoking my cheek like a mother soothing a child, and I opened my mouth to speak, to ask what it was all about.
Then I woke up, twisted
in the bedsheets
, heart beating too fast. I almost recognized her face.