Its days like this that stand in the way of everyday tasks, every blink of the eye is renewing; awakening the world around me. Every overheard sound breaks concentration and I find myself lying in the grass, trying to take it all in so that I can relive this at any moment in time in the future. I thought I would try to write it down, but even laying there on the ground the words escaped me. Causing me to close my eyes and wish. Wish that you could see what I see, hear what I hear and as I notice the sun warming my skin I add in wishing that you could feel what I feel. Naturally, I began to daydream of mind hopping, jumping through hidden dimensions lurking in the shadows to bring me behind a new set of eyes. I become transfixed on the idea. So much so, that I envision standing beside myself to watch what would happen to me if someone were able to mind jump into these brains of mine. Leaning in I give pause to watch closely, looking for any hint of a smile upon my face, as today is so beautiful you can’t help but smile.
As I peer on, the dull sound of music plays quietly in the background. It, at first, is hardly recognizable. In fact, it doesn’t even matter. But as the seconds tick away, the volume increases ever so slightly, until I can no longer bear to ignore its presence. I give my ears the ability of their sense, that I had stolen to intensify the power of my eye sight, and that’s when I heard it. “I just want to tell you how I’m feeling, gotta make you understand…” Quickly my heart filled with panic, not knowing who had mind jumped in, I pressed on to get them the hell out before that song hit the chorus. It’s my own personal shame that I had been RickRolled and have had that damned song in my mind for weeks now, I wasn’t going to let another victim fall to the crippling hands of Rick Astley.
Mind jumping, maybe it’s not such a good idea after all.