Like a record player Rebecca’s mind plays umpteenth tunes, ceaselessly, shifting and slowing as per her mood. A second track plays all the time in her head.
Ha ha now is the time to laugh and sway in joy, oh no it is the moment to exclaim in surprise, my love let us dance hand in hand, shush stay focused life is in a rush.
The second track requires a different set of shoes feels Rebecca very strongly. A pair that can match the track’s rhythm, can dance, tip toe, jump and even fly.
Yes fly! For walking on the second track is dull and usual, but dreaming high, high, high requires tools. Tools like the right pair of shoes, a chirpy, gritty soul that eats butter-jam dreams, a soul that drinks milky-milky creams.
Also, being little absurd guides.
Rebecca always acts absurdly, but at times just a little bit because she does not want to lose the touch of reality. If she loses it, how will she attempt the paper?
Oh no! It is the moment to exclaim in surprise, Rebecca is in the examination room and the fresh ink on her question paper is making her dizzy.
Captain, captain mayday! Switch off the second track for three hours and be in the present moment, I repeat, be in the present moment. Over and out!
Attempt the question paper, start with the ones you know, and relax, and calm down and breathe.
This is so me…my kid self…always lost in dreams…and that is what has kept life alive inside me…inside you…inside Rebecca. :). Lovedddddd it. :). Take a bow writer for putting across the message so beautifully. 🙂 :). :). My heart smiled on reading this. 🙂 🙂
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I wonder what would happen to Rebecca if she moves from tracks to jiggle jiggle ear worms format 🤯 and exams 🤯🤯
Ha ha! The mind-blowing emoticons used can be taken as an answer to this question. 😛