Dream Sequence

(Inspired by Inception :D)

As she sat with the moonlight reflected on the dark, deep waters, the splashing waves carried her into reverie. The sea no longer intended to make her complete when she sat on the shore.

She decided she had a decision to make. A decision, not from the heart, but from the head. It had been quite some time that she'd decided over matters from her heart based on raw emotions. It was about time she erased the bias and turned to her more rational faculties.

She had to let go of her past. She had to accept, that what was gone, was gone forever,never intending to come back. Yet, the more she tried to let go of it, the more entangled she seemed to get.

She caught a fistful of sand and held it tight. Then she observed the particles escaping from between her fingers. Just like her will power, she thought. The more she tried to control it, the more it turned evasive.

The sudden exaltation had resulted in her falling from a very high peak, down into the deepest valleys. So, "Should she regret the phase of happiness?", she thought.

And then her head asserted, "It was a happy phase. Instead of regretting it, she must learn to be grateful to it".

As her heart and head battled, deep in the seas, something moved.

Slowly, a ghostly figure rose from the seas and glided across the waves towards her.

She instantly recognized the tall physique.

He was gliding towards her in effortless silence.

She walked towards the silvery white figure.

They held hands. She looked into those misty eyes. And her own eyes bedewed.

Now there was no confusion. Everything seemed crystal clear, as clear as the suddenly lighted up waters.

It was sunrise at the stroke of midnight.

"It's not a battle between YOUR head and YOUR heart. On the contrary, it's a battle between your head and MY heart, " he mused.

"So they're two different things?" she asked, lost in those misty eyes.

"Our hearts are one. Not our heads, probably."

"Oh, sad."





Suddenly, all the lights vanished.

And she woke up to midnight.

Her mom walked out of the room.