I CAN'T COUNT THE NUMBER OF TIMES I HAVE COME BACK TO
REALITY, ONLY TO REALIZE THAT THE BOOK I HAD BEEN
READING WAS FACE DOWN IN MY LAP, OR NEXT TO ME ON THE
BED, OR THE MUSIC OR THE PROGRAM I HAD BEEN LISTENING
TO OR WATCHING HAD FINISHED, OR GONE TO COMMERCIAL, AND
I HAD TOTALLY LOST TRACK OF WHAT WAS GOING ON.
OR, WORSE, I HAD COMPLETELY ZONED OUT ON THE
CONVERSATION IN WHICH I HAD BEEN INVOLVED.
HOW EMBARRASSING! THIS LAST, IS DEFINITELY, THE WORST.
NOBODY CARES IF YOU SPEND YOUR TIME ALONE DRIFTING
AND DREAMING ON YOUR OWN BED. EXCEPT, PERHAPS, MOLLY
MY CAT. SHE HAS DEVELOPED AN INTENSE DISLIKE FOR MY
BOOKS, TO THE POINT THAT SHE ATTACKS THEM, AND CHEWS ON
THEM LIKE A DOG. LUCKILY FOR ME, AND THE LIBRARY, THAT
MOLLY HAS A TINY LITTLE MOUTH, WITH TINY LITTLE TEETH,
AND SHE ONLY PUTS TINY PUNCTURE MARKS IN ONE OR TWO
PAGES, WITH THE EXCEPTION OF ONE, WHICH SHE HAD ALL
AFTERNOON TO WORK ON ONE DAY,AND RIPPED MOUTHFULS
OF CORNERS OUT, AND THEN SPRINKLED THEM AROUND ON
MY FAVORITE BLUE COMFORTER. FROM THE STORIES I HAVE
HEARD FROM OTHER CAT OWNERS, I AM MOST GRATEFUL
THAT HER DISPLEASURE WITH ME DIDN'T GO ANY FURTHER
THAN TRYING TO DESTROY MY BOOKS.
QUITE HONESTLY, IT IS RATHER PLEASANT TO "COME TO"
AFTER A MENTAL STROLL DOWN MEMORY LANE, AND SEE
THAT SEVERAL MINUTES TO AN HOUR HAS GONE BY WHILE
ONE HAS BEEN DRIFTING AND DREAMING, BUT,OH, HOW I HATE
TO GET CAUGHT IN THE ACT.
YOU GET THIS SMIRK, WHEN YOU BECOME AWARE THAT YOU'VE
BEEN GAZING VACANTLY AT NOTHING. A LOOK ACCOMPANIED
BY TEASING..
"EARTH TO FEATHER HEAD,COME BACK!"
THEN, NATURALLY, I AM FORCED TO PUT UP THIS INANE
DEFENSE, SUCH AS,
" I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOUR TALKING
ABOUT..BLABBLE,BLABBLE,BLABBLE..." JUST SO THEY DON'T
FEEL INSULTED, LIKE I THINK THEY ARE BORING OR SOMETHING
EQUALLY HURTFUL TO THEIR FEELINGS.
BUT THE TRUTH IS, SOMETIMES YOU JUST CAN'T HELP IT.
YOU HEAR A WORD, OR PHRASE, OR BIT OF TUNE THAT CATCHES
YOU UP AND WHISKS YOU AWAY WILLY-NILLY,AND JUST
THAT QUICK, YOUR GONE. EVERYTHING AROUND YOU IS
TUNED OUT,AND FLIGHT OF FANCY TAKES OVER.
WHAT I CAN'T UNDERSTAND, IS WHY ANYONE WOULD FEEL
HURT OVER A COMPANION DAY-DREAMING, UNLESS THEY
HAVE NEVER DONE IT THEMSELVES.
IS IT POSSIBLE FOR AN EVEN SEMI-INTELLIGENT PERSON
TO HAVE NEVER DAY DREAMED?
WHAT DO YOU THINK, DEAR READER? AM I JUST BEING RUDE,
OR HAVE YOU DONE THIS, UNINTENTIONALLY, TOO?
GIVE ME A COMMENT, OR SEND ME AN EMAIL, BECAUSE
SUDDENLY THIS IS AN ISSUE. YOU CAN HELP TO SETTLE A
DISPUTE, WITH YOUR INPUT.
THANKS, EVER SO.....
OUI?
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