Presence

Even though we see the same people day-in-day-out I find that they are not always the people who appear in my dreams. Isn't that odd? I think so.

I had a dream about a girl I thought I knew. Her attractive face was largely hidden by the way she stood and by her long straight hair. We were standing in her shop, though in real life to my knowlege she doesn't do shop work. What kind of shop was it? A shoe shop? There was someone else with me, I could feel his/her presence but I never saw this person.

We were all taken from Japan and were placed in my family's house back in London. At some point the girl made to leave. 'Where are you going?' I wanted to ask. But I was afraid of the answer, so I hesistated until she reached the door.

Time jumped backwards and we were talking together. We were talking about her plans for the evening. It was all innocent enough, she assured. Just friends and a movie. But there would be other people? 'Yes,' she replied. I was jealous and confused, but in the end it was her choice to make.

There's something that really bothers me: who or what was the presence beside me?