Dreamy Stars

The sun was high up in the sky, but everywhere was dark and cool making it a perfect time to visit dreamland.

I was in class, so, it was mission impossible because I wasn’t allowed to be a back sitter. Hence, I waited for the time when I’ll finally be free to hug the class table and have a heart-to-heart conversation with it, but the time never came because the teachers were in a rush to finish the syllabus for the term. It would’ve been easier if I was allowed to sit at the back of the class.

I sat there, partially lost in thought and partially present. The time would not just come. I wasn’t going to sleep. I only needed time to do my usual deep thinking of ‘what I don’t know’. I created time for everything when I was very young including a time to ‘be in my head’ drawing up assumptions, analyzing things, experimenting things I would never try in real life, and even having happy moments, but with how filled the day was, I couldn’t wait for 3:30pm when the class would finally end, and we can head home. I had a spot I was going to get the ‘me’ time.

Maryam, Olajuwon, and Gabriel were my pals. We used to leave school together, playing, screaming, and sometimes holding hands on our way home. It was one of the moments I looked forward to everyday because it was one of the happiest moments of my days. Gabriel left first, then Maryam and Juwon. Our paths were different, so it’s just normal that we parted ways at some point. There I was, once again alone with my thoughts.

It seemed like the perfect moment to get up there deeper and for as long as I wished to stay. So, I travelled down the depth of my mind where a meeting was going on with my head.

1,2,3,4,5… it seemed like the most beautiful moment in my life at first because I could clearly see the stars I used to admire high up in the sky. I had always wanted to touch them, and it seemed like a perfect moment, so I did.

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I followed the stars carefully with my hands and my eyes still closed trying to understand how it was possible that the stars visited me. Suddenly, I opened my eyes and clearly saw the stars on my cheek where I had been slapped across the cheek by a rider who almost knocked me out of life because I didn’t hear the screams and shouts of passersby who kept trying to tell me I was in the middle of a busy road.

That couldn’t have been the spot I was heading to. It wasn’t the perfect spot I wanted to go to have some time. And wait, the stars I saw were actually the pain of getting hit on my cheek? Oh No!

Do I still have some 'me' time today? Of course, I do but not in the middle of a busy road anymore. Do I still admire the stars? Yes, but I don’t look forward to touching them.

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