The day before last, my friend Xiomara asked me if among the research articles I had written, could there be one that was at least 7 pages long... I LMAO! Cause I dunno any fellow journalist that has ever published such a lengthy essay!
Nevertheless, I wasn't about to leave her in despair. She needed it. It was her final English paper. So, I proposed she read the titles of my published work, and see if she could fancy any of them to elaborate on it and get it up to the 7 pages she needed.
She finally decided on an article I wrote a couple of years ago about the GPS system. How it came to be, the development that followed, and so on.
It took me almost all night to pull out the research, organize the information, and write the piece. By the time I was finished it was already morning, around 10 am. I felt exhausted, but I did delivered my promise.
When I tried Xiomara on the chat, I couldn't get any response from her. I needed to confirm the goods had in fact been received... But no Xiomara! She was nowhere to be found!
My eyes couldn't keep up with the blinding light coming in from the window, and I had no strength left to get up and pull the shades. I finally gave in, and fell into an alpha state... a place where you dream, dreams so real and powerful you actually think you are in the middle of some sort of happening. From time to time, my eyes opened abruptly... but my dreams were way stronger than my will! Pulling me back into action, my virtual and temporal reality!
It was an anxiety driven ride, where I was chased by anonymous faces, in anonymous suits wanting something I had, but didn't know what it was! Like in a movie, my character was a clairvoyant too! At some point of the story I checked into this hotel where I could see murderers and murdered alike, coming in and out of the rooms, the false walls and behind the mirrors... My dream had just become a nightmare.
Amidst all the intrigue and confusion, a familiar face finally decided to pop from my subconscious to become my knight in shining armor. He would face the enemy, fight the dragons and protect me against all harm! And all of a sudden I was in the middle of the best dream ever!
People that know me well, know for a fact that I despise happy endings... mostly, because in real life there are none, and moreover, a lifetime cannot be confined inside a 300 and something pulpy paper back! And if none of this proved enough for you, I'll give you one more reason: A life is like a straight line full of new beginnings and an equal amount of endings. Some are happy, and others... Well, you know!
But then, the nightmare turned into a dreamy dream. The best of them all! .... cause in the end I got my man, and then... Well, I've gotta tell you, I wished I never had to wake up again!
The hero got all the bad guys, saved the damsel in distress, fell in love with her and kissed her passionately!
'O sweet kisses do not break apart from my lips, for thou shalt receive life from and let my bleed seal. My life to thee I give . Be thou my dream, my vision and reality be. O Lord of my tears! Tears of joy and sorrow caused me thou to drop for thee. O Lord of my riches! my ragged heart upon a throne of devotion, I thou thee, thou my King! ' (YES! Sometimes that's how I talk in my sleep! lol)
Hello J, the engine refusing to leave me unwind... my hero, my rescuer, my love, my Lord, My vision and love eternal... thus, unobtainable.
All that happened in half an hour, the only sleep I got since Xiomara's call the night before last.
That I don't sleep much, that I am an insomniac... All is common knowledge, even for the newcomers! The clairvoyant part on the 30mins. dream, refers to the rare and strange way my brain disposes of my REM
For each dream remembered, a real life counterpart appears in the future. So far, there have been more catastrophes than happy ones... But this is a happy one my whole as a woman desperately seeks with J, the enigmatic figure in the novel I am currently writing... A composite? Perhaps... Only I knows the truth. Not even J knows of the power he exerts upon me. And I am a coward! For fear of rejection I will never reveal the truth that could some day give me freedom!
Anyway, Xiomara got up around noon my time, and we are 6 hours apart! She loved the piece... but then again, she must have! I saved her from a sleepless night full of statements, references and research... a puzzle made out of thousands of concepts, ideas and words.
So, as you all can understand, I am writing this with my eyes almost shot... ready for another alpha session... But no matter what the future brings me.... J, I still want your kisses from last night!
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