Last day of the year and I can’t sleep, Ilaria is sleeping by the way. Perhaps the noisy traffic on Bleecker Street makes me stay awake for some reason, or perhaps the several things to plan for the coming year, perhaps is that. It’s cold right know at 7:44 in the morning and the only thing that comes to my mind is to drink a sip of Sprite.
Several days, and specially the last ones, I started to have non-sense dreams, were even I could feel the cold of the wind. It makes confuse the reality somehow, dreams, well, the reality in terms of the place where everybody belongs and follows certain rules of life. But what if we are really sleeping all this time? Sometimes I prefer to remain in bed to discover certain things about my everyday, another sip of Sprite.
So started like this, I was in the city of Oruro in Bolivia living in a house with Ilaria while the Carnival on February. I went outside then to meet some friends for having a drink, Paul and Richard, but on our way back to home I left them for some reason. Anyway they appeared back in my house but with my brother, Laura and an unknown person, I couldn’t believe it because they were in another place far away from the city, as I knew at that moment, they decided to pass by Oruro to visit. My turn to happiness I did putting a pantyhose on my head. We went outside for having lunch, Laura went first to find a place, but then we lost her. As we were looking for her around the streets, we basically started to move away each other to then appear completely lost, I was placing alone in a random bus. When I stopped and went out from that bus though, I met an old friend from school, Pini, which we started to walk through the people were the dancers of the Carnival were passing over. And it was in that moment that I saw the ex-President of Bolivia, Goni, running next to his wife. I couldn’t understand why he was there and running over as a Sunday morning through a park with running-shoes and sportswear, anyway I stopped him saying why he was there and why he does not want to come back Bolivia to fix all the problems that he made, turning myself in a very aggressive person making Goni to run away from me, far away then I saw that he was talking with someone by his phone. Suddenly, I was followed by a group of small Mexicans, obviously sent by Goni, making me to go straight home, but they could catch me before to arrive and hit me several times. Some friends were around me to help against these brutal people, and as I could escape to that trap, I went home and locked all the doors, but I was then in another trap. My home was full of sexy vampires that were harassing me touching my body and talking to me very softly, I couldn’t remember what happened next because I appeared completely naked next to a wall, as to know that my cousin was present in that moment. Then I felt that someone was next to me thinking that was one of the vampires, but I realized that was Ilaria, finally. We went out of the house and appeared inside a church where the priest told me I forgive your sins.
I took another sip of Sprite right now. I don’t know, maybe this sip is making me realize that I’m awake somehow in terms of I have to stand up, walk over the frieze and take the bottle of Sprite for having a sip, is this routine that makes my body refresh though. Perhaps there are connections with my very personal life-thoughts involve in these bizarre dreams, but maybe it is to open these unknown spaces which everyday I feel that this fictitious area is having a form, and that’s how maybe I will be confused later to exist between a sip of Sprite here or another one there, in a deep sleep.
