The Spin of the Ball

The Dream: I think I’m getting frighteningly close to figuring it out. By “it” I mean the dream we are all sharing. It’s got to be a dream, right? Maybe I’ll start flying. That’s usually what I do when I realise it’s a dream. But I can only fly for a few seconds before I get kicked out. Perhaps the universe can’t handle a flying person. Maybe we all need to fly together. I think I’d prefer that. And how long would we fly for? With no more lessons to learn, the universe might suddenly seem boring. I guess we’ll just start again. Perhaps a different story this time.

The Past: Awkward moments once troubled me. I would replay them over and over in my head and try to figure out how I could undo them in my next encounter with that person. Then, suddenly, I became a crazy person who says things like “How do we know the past happened?” “How do I know that awkward moment really took place?” So once the awkward moment is over, I tell myself it might not have happened. It’s like being a magician and dropping smoke pellets and disappearing to a parallel universe where it didn’t happen. It may not work for you but I think it’s true. We don’t know what the heck is going on and we don’t know if anything really happened.

Hot: I’ve decided I’m hot. Who decides what is hot anyway? I’m doing it. I’m hot and loving the attention. But there’s a catch. Everyone else is hot too. That’s ok, I guess. I promise to see the hotness in you. If we cannot see the beauty in everyone, we may end up like the prince at the start of Beauty and the Beast. The one who turned away that old woman because he didn’t think she was hot enough.