With all this meaningless banter going in my head, I will pretend that to hear them none. I pretend that I am on a boat sailing towards an island of dreams and genies who will grant me an escapade from these random thoughts.
Those wishes or dreams will grant me the freedom to move away from all this pandemonium, commotion and madness rushing through my head. Let me pretend my boat sails in the deep blue ocean with no one around, noting except blue waters to be seen. I know I will reach the island by midday tomorrow, till then I wait and watch. Nothing stirs the vast blue ocean. It feels as if my boat is sailing in space with no waves touching its body. I can though feel the wetness on my hands. It seems the blue of the ocean has left its mark on my fingers.
I hope the island is a peaceful place, if not I will pretend that I have all the glitz and show off left far behind me. The pretence of the world was too much to handle so I will pretend a life for my own. I know it’s a dream and I will pretend this goes on forever.