Do You Ever…?

A lot of thoughts running through the human mind.


πŸ˜ͺ I have ………… πŸ˜‚πŸ™ŠΒ I’m trying to be serious here πŸ™Š. I’ll suck it up. πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚Β Oh, no!

Ok. Take 2. 🀐 I have these thoughts — hypothetical… and wishful — that I just play around with in my head, in my moments of solitude. One that has very recently and stubbornly been on my mind is the existence of a particular “phenomenon” that seems to be beyond me. If you know how to read between the lines, good for you. If you don’t… well, πŸ€·πŸΎβ€β™€οΈ. I’d even only be able to say it to you in a pitch-black room! πŸ˜‚

Do you ever find yourself inexplicably attached to someone and their happiness? πŸ˜•Β It’s really hard for me to get my head around it, because I’m someone who even finds it difficult to develop or sustain attachments to people πŸ˜­πŸ˜‚. So, I don’t know what makes this one different πŸ€”.

Do you ever wonder what it’s like inside someone’s body, and what the world looks like (literally and figuratively) through someone else’s eyes? I do this rather often πŸ™Š. I don’t know what differing colours or what differing perspectives I’m expecting to see, but I do wonder how you see the world. πŸ™ƒ

Do you ever wish you could fast-forward time to when you’re “settled” (using whatever milestones do it for you) so that you can either push yourself more now, or use it as an encouragement for the now? I do, often for the latter reason. I’m anxious often, but not necessarily a lot, about when I will finally get the things I want for myself, so I can encourage my present self that it’s close enough (supposing it is).

Do you ever wish you had a special ability? Oh, who doesn’t πŸ™„! I wish my ability was teleportation πŸƒπŸΎβ€β™€οΈ. I ain’t got no business reading people’s minds or all that crock πŸ˜‚. No offence to those who want that ability πŸ˜„; I once wanted it… but I discovered teleportation 😌. I want to be able to be wherever I want to be at whatever time! I sure won’t be where I am right now πŸ‘€! I’d be in the … wait! That’s my secret escape 🀐. Surely, I can’t give that away πŸ˜‰. No flight or train tickets ever? πŸ™‹πŸΎ Travel solo? πŸ™‹πŸΎ

Finally, do you ever go about your day normally and then get your memory jogged, only to realise that it “was in your dream“? More often than seems normal to me, my day is just in progress as usual. Then I suddenly have “a moment” and say to myself, Oh, that was in my dream! What am I on about? I would have just realised that a memory that came back me to me minutes before did not actually happen in reality; it must have been in one of my dreams the night before πŸ˜•. Weird? I really don’t give a hoot. πŸ™ƒ I’ve learned to live with it and just go “πŸ˜ƒ” every time. ☺️

Until you see me again, ✌🏾.