DAY 5: Lucid Writing

12/1/12
Location: Same as the last few days...
Music: Daft Punk - Tron Legacy soundtrack

 Short brown hair, with an asymetric slant; her eyes peeking from her fringe like gems in stone. We embrace, our setting unfamiliar to me, but the waft of body odour and guarana is reminicient of an enhibition hall. People surround us, each faceless, nameless, anonymous; but of course for the woman before me. She is oddly familiar, yet strangely alien, like an identical twin of someone I once knew long ago. She smiles. I smile; at least I think; for my mouth feels similarly alien. I go to ask where we are; but nothing can come out.

 The crowd surges with energy for a moment, and I clutch at the girl again, noticing this time her coat; black and long; again oddly familiar yet alien. In the confusion, I feel her head nestled deep beneath my chin, arms strongly around my back.

 I take her hand and we run. The crowd parts like the red sea, but as I look to her there's something wrong. The coat is gone, dropped into the crowd perhaps? As we fall into a patch of grass, somehow suddenly outdoors, there's something more wrong though. Her hair is still brown, but long and intricate, almost regal in its complexity. She smiles, and again I try to smile back, but internally any happiness is overwhelmed by confusion. What happened? This woman; this girl; while still familiar is different, changed, and it's almost as if something is missing.

 I stand, and feel a million eyes crawl up the back of my neck, for the crowd has returned, no longer anonymous but thousands upon thousands of variations upon the same, brown-haired girl. Some are more familiar than others, no doubt, short or tall, old or young, they're still all the same, still all familiar, and definitely still alien. A familiar bell rings, my old school bell, and more upon more of this girl surround me.
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I had writers block so I wrote a dream I had as prose. Yeah, Freud would go nuts. And at least 4 of my close friends appeared as the girls in this dream. You know who you are.

Hopefully I can come up with something better than this tomorrow...