I was dreaming last night.  It was still vivid as I woke up.  I had bought a new cell phone … and it was square.  I didn’t know that such things existed.

I wanted to access the internet: see who was saying what in the world, read my messages, write this blog.  I tapped and tapped, but all that came up were images, colours, patterns.  Where were the words?

I didn’t give up.  I spent hours trying to access the comings and goings on planet Earth.  Nothing but sadness at the end.  I couldn’t connect.

I was floating inside a mist, not being able to tell up from down, inside from outside.  Untethered … to human beings, to life.

(Sigh)

The word “chasm” comes to mind.  How do I get to the other side?

Can I really jump that far to reach what I want?  Sometimes it feels hopeless.  Ahh … but perhaps tonight my dream will include wings.

I’ve been taking flying lessons