Sunday, March 04, 2012

Totally Missing The Point

The nibbling at my nose is gentle but insistent.

I flick at it, and realise that I'm asleep; the poorly aimed slap opens my eyes to the darkness of my bedroom.

And I see what awoke me.

In front of my bleary eyes, gold on black, a perfectly-illuminated fish hangs in mid air. A slow trail of tiny bubbles work their way towards the ceiling.

Indigo Roth and the impossible goldfish
My waking mind misses the point of the scene and tries to identify the fish's species. Some kind of comet? An oranda, maybe? My gaze seems to be making it wary, whatever it is, and its fins flutter it backward. It stays close though, and as my eyes flick upward to seek its light source, the fish darts in again and continues its attentions.

My second swipe is more accurate and I have the satisfaction seeing the fishy phantom flash through the open bedroom door and down the stairs.

This is stupid; I'm clearly dreaming.

Rolling away from the door to face the window, I close my eyes, ignoring the rogue male shark cruising past in the moonlight; if the goldfish gets the front door open, I hope it eludes him.

I yawn and resist any urge to go and investigate this fantasy; on any other day, this would be the beginning of a grand adventure. But tonight, I'm tired and achey and more than a little annoyed at being 'woken'.

It's been a long week.

As I drift off, I make a mental note to buy tuna.

And I dream of zebras.


Indigo

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17 comments:

  1. King doesn't by any chance have a degree in dreamscape choreography does he?

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    1. Hey Eolist! He's a noble beast, but devious enough that I wouldn't put it past him. Indigo x

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  2. That's it, we need to check your mercury levels.

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    1. I think he may need lithium

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    2. Lithium? A sedative for schoolgirls. I'm main-lining oven cleaner these days. Roth

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  3. Strange things float through your mind, old friend. Strange things.

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    1. You've only just noticed? I've always said that I'm as sane as the next man. And that the next man is you. Roth

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  4. Your brain, is from another realm.

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    1. I seem to be generating an unusual amount of concern for my faculties with this one. Still, you're not wrong. And it's never even taken my home to meet its family ;> Indigo

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  5. You didn't recently watch "Finding Nemo," did you?

    This one is particularly charming. I LOL'd. No, really. I did.

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    1. Hey Jayne! I'm delighted to have charmed you, tho I'm curious about which but made you laugh! Waking dreams are stupid, and mercifully brief; this one fell onto the page in no time at all. My next MAY be about California. Oh yes. Indigo x

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  6. Nice. :-)

    I've had this thought myself, of walking about with fish around me, as if I've walked into an aquarium...

    Pearl

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    1. Hey Pearl! Glad you enjoyed, it's a common dream for me, especially the shark outside the window. I'll keep an eye out for you next time. Indigo x

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  7. I'm a sucker for childhood indoctrination, but the ninth line I was humming a tune from 'The Little Mermaid' and by the sixteenth the opening score for 'Sharky and George' :\

    I hope you feel rested and back on form soon Sir :)

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    1. Hey matey, I seem to need an inordinate amount of sleep lately; seven or eight every night is common these days. Four or five used to be fine. I don't think we're in Kansas any more, Toto. Indigo

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  8. Holy mackerel, that reminded me of yarn from The Encyclopedia of Counted Sheep.

    Quite surreal.

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