entering a whole new dimension just by looking out the window,
and now you’ve been locking eyes with this stranger for five whole minutes…
where do we go when we daydream?
does the world around us just cease to revolve?
does time just stop ticking?
do we begin to exist outside of our own bodies as our minds wander far off,
suddenly the sound of car horns and crying babies become muffled, barely audible,
then the smells of air pollution mixed with whatever food is being served hot become non-existent,
if daydreaming was a job, and I could make a cedi for every session i drifted off into, i’d be a millionaire,
for now, i’m very sad to say that my talents are surely wasting away…