By Prospero Dae
He walked to the store, paid for an icy cherry soda, and left the cashier a large tip. Then he continued to the shoe store where he thought he’d buy himself some comfortable loafers, but the place was closed. He strolled passed the pearl-gray house where a tiny dog, Titan, always barked chirpily—but he wasn’t on duty just then. Traffic was pretty light, so he danced in the middle of the street like a lunatic.
Some narrative time elapses and he unexpectedly finds himself having breakfast. A hag speaks: “Have you made the appointment yet?”
“Yes,” replies the needy sleepwalker.
If a hag is the major speaker, then somnolence is the only defense…that and dancing in the middle of a thoroughfare under a full moon.
And, if this story takes place today, under a blue moon.
And what a dream… Shhh, let’s not wake him…
A hag at breakfast. I think he was already awake…
Fanciful dream with playful energy and then “the appointment.” Left us all wanting to know ~
Does the sleepwalker realize he is needy or is this just a narrative intrusion?
The question is….what does the “needy” sleepwalker really need…and will it in any way be found at “the appointment?”
A therapist can probably cure him of sleepwalking, but not of having an unhappy life.