1 dream
It was a restless night of sleep: you were on my left and I was tucked into my small side of the bed on the right. All I could remember was glimpses of your body, your tousled hair, tossing and turning, moonlight and endless restlessness.
The next morning I am back out on the track with my family, hiking around and riding the bike around through trees and trail. There was discussion between my grandma, brother and mother. We had decided that we'd do it, my mom would buy us all flights home. So I remember making one last loop around the course before reuniting with everyone else and slowly making our way out.
Later, Ivet and I meet up again. And it was in Letnany somehow, back to the apartment. It was bustling, people everywhere, I remember feeling concern about staying 6-feet apart but feeling it was nearly impossible and giving up. I was taking a shower and drying off and you were there next to me. You told me to follow you, and somehow the shower was down the hallway from the apartment, and it was I walking through throngs of people coming and going, wearing nothing but my towel, like Josh Hartnett in Lucky Number Slevin. We got to the door of the apartment, it was literally just inside the main door to the left.
"Wait here," you tell me, "I'll be back," and I remember feeling fearful so I ignore your request. As you turn to leave I follow you outside still in my towel and once to the parking lot you disappear and I have no idea where you'd gone to. So I give up and turn back towards the building, receiving strange stares as I walk inside. I momentarily walk passed the door to the apartment, remembering it was first on the left I turn back and quickly go inside. I feel safe in here. It's quiet. It's empty. Milan must be at work and Anet is finally living away on her own. It is all familiar and I walk into the kitchen: it's soft sunlight through drapes. I stand there briefly thinking back to the previous night of restless sleep. I wonder why I am here. Back in Czech Republic.
Later on I'm hopping out of the cab at the airport. Lugging my baggage to the curb and thanking the cab driver, I look up to see my grandma, brother and mother coming to greet me. We are trying to find the way to our gate. We only make it a little ways inside when we begin to argue over which way we need to go and which way is best. After awhile things begin to spin and time is passing quickly. If we don't hurry we'll miss our flight. We can't seem to agree on anything and things spin off into oblivion. And then I wake up. I don't know if we make our flight. I never see Ivet again. Boom.
The next morning I am back out on the track with my family, hiking around and riding the bike around through trees and trail. There was discussion between my grandma, brother and mother. We had decided that we'd do it, my mom would buy us all flights home. So I remember making one last loop around the course before reuniting with everyone else and slowly making our way out.
Later, Ivet and I meet up again. And it was in Letnany somehow, back to the apartment. It was bustling, people everywhere, I remember feeling concern about staying 6-feet apart but feeling it was nearly impossible and giving up. I was taking a shower and drying off and you were there next to me. You told me to follow you, and somehow the shower was down the hallway from the apartment, and it was I walking through throngs of people coming and going, wearing nothing but my towel, like Josh Hartnett in Lucky Number Slevin. We got to the door of the apartment, it was literally just inside the main door to the left.
"Wait here," you tell me, "I'll be back," and I remember feeling fearful so I ignore your request. As you turn to leave I follow you outside still in my towel and once to the parking lot you disappear and I have no idea where you'd gone to. So I give up and turn back towards the building, receiving strange stares as I walk inside. I momentarily walk passed the door to the apartment, remembering it was first on the left I turn back and quickly go inside. I feel safe in here. It's quiet. It's empty. Milan must be at work and Anet is finally living away on her own. It is all familiar and I walk into the kitchen: it's soft sunlight through drapes. I stand there briefly thinking back to the previous night of restless sleep. I wonder why I am here. Back in Czech Republic.
Later on I'm hopping out of the cab at the airport. Lugging my baggage to the curb and thanking the cab driver, I look up to see my grandma, brother and mother coming to greet me. We are trying to find the way to our gate. We only make it a little ways inside when we begin to argue over which way we need to go and which way is best. After awhile things begin to spin and time is passing quickly. If we don't hurry we'll miss our flight. We can't seem to agree on anything and things spin off into oblivion. And then I wake up. I don't know if we make our flight. I never see Ivet again. Boom.