Susan Forrest
Dream Sequence 2
‘Who are those people?’ A man stands at his window, looking at the passers-by below and wonders. In another room his undressed lover dozes in an unmade bed—and he stands there at the window, watching as umbrellaed-strangers stroll and meander through the rain-wet plaza. How odd it seems that they have lives completely independent of his, that they have an existence entirely apart from his. How very peculiar to know that even if he weren’t standing at the window, those people would still be out there, unhurriedly going wherever it is they’re going.
And are they so different from his dozing undressed lover? She also has a life—an existence—separate from his. Soon she’ll wake and dress and leave, and when she steps out onto the rain-wet plaza she’ll be one of them. He’ll stand at the window and watch her, another stranger under an umbrella unhurriedly going wherever it is she goes, and he’ll wonder ‘Who is she?’ and he’ll crawl, hollow and lonely, into the unmade bed and hope sleep, at least, will hurry.
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