Day Dream 1

In the end, who is in charge of that chain?

I had a day dream the other day.

A little town in her lonely days. I was on the street towards south. The was a store for sausage on the left, and an apartment building on the right. That street appeared in my dream many time before. The background was a mixture of Leuven and what I imagined a small university town would be like.

I don’t remember if I was alone or with someone, but we were looking for grocery store.

There was one. Typical one, the one my friends talked about all the time yet I never visited even though it was a lot cheaper than the closer one I usually frequent.

It was quite empty, nothing special. Actually, no food, no grocery.

It felt happy, to be honest, with a bit a sense of helplessness, though.

A seemingly familiar environment, yet no strings attached, no commitment made.

I was looking for the checkout counter, a familiar face showed up.

T.

It feels weird to have dreamt a person that was not in my core social circle and even had not been mentioned for years.

There is connection beyond that, of course.

No conversation, no interaction. Some eye contact,perhaps.

Not emotional, no tear.

Then further toward south.

Ann Arbor and Leuven are both a perfectly-shaped university town. A quasi-circle, major road in straight north-south and east-west directions. Sometimes it was reassuring, but I guess it is not important.

I know, the dream seems like something looking back and overly nostalgic. However, I felt different, as generally it was a light and mysterious atmosphere rather than a stressful one.