Taking it all in

Ever get "the stares"?

Sometimes I find myself looking at nothing at all, letting my eyes become totally unfocused. It's a weird feeling, like the world drifts sideways just a couple of inches, and you're not making sense of anything - not trying to make sense of it - just letting the light flood in.

I sat at my desk, focusing on nothing, my mind wandering. Looking in the general direction of my computer screen, I had one hand resting on the keyboard, the other on the mouse.

As anyone will know, if they've ever spent time gazing at the internet to while away hours in an office, this can look a lot like work - or enough like work to fool the casual observer.

My mind was drifting...

Part of me wished I'd never left with her - Kate, her name was - last night. Part of me wished I'd just said, "sorry, love - you've got the wrong guy" and stayed in the pub.

But part of me felt energised - overwhelmed, yes, but alive to what seemed like a million possibilities.

Kate had said a lot of things last night. All of those things had been incredible to me, some of them utterly unbelievable. Or rather, they would have been unbelievable - but for one thing that meant I couldn't dismiss what she'd told me.

There were a lot of details I wasn't sure I'd taken in, but there was one fact I couldn't doubt.

My dream had been real.



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