TIRED

it was New year's eve, and me and my husband – a leader dancer - were sitting in the sofa of the living room of our brand new house in a villa.

-         I got a sprained ankle – he said to me, rubbing some pain relief gel all over his leg.

-         But this is not the first time you have this kind of thing. 

-         Sure it is not. But for being honest with you, I am tired. I would like to rest some days, getting away of that runny life we were having all the time.

-         And who ain’t? We both have been on the road for more than   300 days  , mostly travelling to meet our tight schedule for our dancing performances all around the country. it was New year's eve, and me and my husband were sitting in the sofa of the living room.

-         My husband and I had spent 300 days on the road, mostly travelling to meet our tight schedule for our musical performances all around the country.

-         - Shall we party tonight? - my husband asked me basically waiting

 for a straight negative answer.

-         As a matter of fact, I was feeling tired of so .any trips, shows, junk food and sex in a hurry.

-         I looked at my husband, in silence, without a hair moving, as it should be.

-         I knew he could understand my feelings without saying a word, like in that moment of getting into each others mind.

-         - o.k. - he answered, closing his eyes.

-         

-         - I closed mine too.

-         And something strange happened with our eyes closed, and I can hardly translate that into words, but it turned to be that I did not fall asleep.

-         I  definitely was not sleeping, as I could listen to the birds in the cage singing and I could listen to the noise of the cars passing by, horning, and also the fridge being opened.

-         

-         But my eyes were closed and at the same time, I could see my husband standing up from the sofa, and going up, passing the ceiling and vanishing in the air.

-         - is he dead ? - I asked to myself , opening my eyes.

-         For my surprise, he was still there beside me, breathing and alive.

-         - what was that ? I think I am dreaming, without sleeping.

-         I am going crazy ! - I said in conclusion.

-         My husband, opened his eyes, and looked at me.

-         - I think I had a strange dream, about you sublimating your spirit to the heaven '- raising his hands up to the sky.

-         

-         - wait a moment ! I had exactly the same dream about you going up to the heaven, ut i was not sleeping!

-         - no way !

-         - so, we better go partying tonight - i said to him - because we did not have this kind of dreams while travelling.

-         So, that is what we did, it was New year's eve, and me and my husband were sitting in the sofa of the living room.

-         My husband and I had spent 300 days on the road, mostly travelling to meet our tight schedule for our musical performances all around the country.

-         - Shall we party tonight? - my husband asked me basically waiting for a straight negative answer.

-         As a matter of fact, I was feeling tired of so .any trips, shows, junk food and sex in a hurry.

-         I looked at my husband, in silence, without a hair moving, as it should be.

-         I knew he could understand my feelings without saying a word, like in that moment of getting into each others mind.

-         - o.k. - he answered, closing his eyes.

-         

-         - I closed mine too.

-         And something strange happened with our eyes closed, and I can hardly translate that into words, but it turned to be that I did not fall asleep.

-         I  definitely was not sleeping, as I could listen to the birds in the cage singing and I could listen to the noise of the cars passing by, horning, and also the fridge being opened.

-         

-         But my eyes were closed and at the same time, I could see my husband standing up from the sofa, and going up, passing the ceiling and vanishing in the air.

-         - is he dead ? - I asked to myself , opening my eyes.

-         For my surprise, he was still there beside me, breathing and alive.

-         - what was that ? I think I am dreaming, without sleeping.

-         I am going crazy ! - I said in conclusion.

-         My husband, opened his eyes, and looked at me.

-         - I think I had a strange dream, about you sublimating your spirit to the heaven '- raising his hands up to the sky.

-         

-         - wait a moment ! I had exactly the same dream about you going up to the heaven, ut i was not sleeping!

-         - no way !

-         - so, we better go parting tonight - i said to him - because we did not have this kind of dreams while travelling.

-         So, that is what we did,- Shall we party tonight? - my husband asked me basically waiting for a straight negative answer.

As a matter of fact, I was feeling tired of so many trips, shows, junk food and sex in a hurry.

I looked at my husband, in silence, without a hair moving, as it should be.

I knew he could understand my feelings , because he felt the same as I did , without  saying a single  word , as we were  in that moment of getting into each others mind.

- o.k. - he answered, closing his eyes.

- I closed mine too.

And something strange happened with our eyes closed, and I can hardly translate that into words, but it turned to be that I did not fall asleep.

I  definitely was not sleeping, as I could listen to the birds in the cage singing and I could listen to the noise of the cars passing by, horning, and also the fridge being opened.

But my eyes were closed and at the same time, I could see my husband standing up from the sofa, and going up, passing the ceiling and vanishing in the air.

- is he dead ? - I asked to myself , opening my eyes and shaking his shoulder to check if it was true.

For my surprise, he was still there beside me, breathing soundly and even deeply.

I could not understand a thing  that was going on.

Everything seemed to be floating like untouchable bubbles running away from me.

What’s going on ? , what was that ? – I repeated and kept repeating until I was strong enough to  realize that I could not open my eyes.

My  eyelids felt like they were a  kind of glued, or maybe merged one into the other.

-            I think I am dreaming, but I am sure I am not  sleeping right now – that was my first thought , without admitting the idea of being wrong.

-         I am going crazy ! - I concluded fastly .

Well, bei

My husband, opened his eyes, and looked at me.

- I think I had a strange dream, about you sublimating your spirit to the heaven '- raising his hands up to the sky.

- wait a moment ! I had exactly the same dream about you going up to the heaven, ut i was not sleeping!

- no way !

- so, we better go parting tonight - i said to him - because we did not have this kind of dreams while travelling.

So, that is what we did,