Cez Dreams: The Peninsula

Date: 5/1/2018

I dreamt I was in a whole different realm of reality. It was kind of like 2018 reimagined into a steam punk studio ghibli movie. I was an entirely different person. Different machines, different countries, and the like. But the whole world revolved around everstill clear reflecting waters surrounding the archipelagos, pure against the polluted and overpopulated streets. I remember vaguely being scolded by this very tight buttoned lady about hitchhiking on the train, and me and another kid bolting it after her and the conductor tried to catch us. We toured around the city running together exploring every nook and cranny. He was about 14, (the mc was ~ 15) and he was Puerto Rican and very skinny for his age. He had a toothy grin and too much gel in his hair. He said he was looking for new opportunities in this island, and was going to work hard to gain a better life than his family did back in their country. We sat on the beach to wind down and saw all the robots left there to rust. "Long ago, about 50 years from now, these used to serve a purpose. They were used as assistants and pets and they could sort anything for you. But as time went on, people didn't need sortin' anymore. And now they're just junk." We picked them up slowly one by one from the sand surprised that some of them still functioned. And we lined them up, all 14 of them And watched the tide sweep in slowly, as a parade of robots faced their watery graves with honor. I could tell that he was into me In his look, his smile. And then I when I looked at him I wondered what held me back. And then all at once I realized- In some, unknown mystical universe dimension, my lover was waiting for me. And then I woke up. Even in very distant, alternate, severed dimension of me who knows nothing of iPhones, wifi, or microwaves, knows that it's in love.