Sunday, July 2

I dreamt my room was full of people


On Friday I returned from my London studies to spend a little time with The Man who was home in our house for  a brief moment between his filming trips. The quietness as I turned the corner near my home broadcast the fact that Cheesey was no longer occupying the tree outside my bedroom window. 

The Man left for Sri Lanka yesterday afternoon

While I slept last night a crowd of people wandered in to my bedroom and sat around chatting, laughing, drinking and arguing.  I woke up and challenged them about their intrusion - they said that they'd been doing it for years and had assumed I didn't mind. 

My head, clearly unable to cope with this new solitude, is re-peopling itself when I'm not looking.

6 comments:

  1. Most people have only one imaginary friend! Well done!

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    1. Thank you, I have now reframed my perception of myself as a 'popular' person

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  2. It can get tricky when there are several languages...

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    1. you clearly have an international head full

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  3. The first night alone is always strange for me, but I've not had dreams like yours! xoxox

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