Day-Dream

“Were I in her place, it seems to me I should wish the earth to open and swallow me up. She looks as if she were thinking of something beyond her punishment – beyond her situation: of something not round nor before her. I have heard of day-dreams – is she in a day-dream now? Her eyes are fixed on the floor, but I am sure they do not see it – her sight seems turned in, gone down into her heart: she is looking at what she can remember, I believe; not at what is really present.” – from “Jane Eyre” by Charlotte Bronte – 1874 Sometime I feel like that. Well a lot of the times really. I’m not sure what it is though. I just sit fixed in one position, staring blankly at something or nothing before me, but not really seeing it. Hearing all the sounds around me, but not really listening, they always seem too far away to take notice of. I guess you can call it “half-waking”. I love how curious people get when they see me like that, wondering what’s on my mind. It happens to a lot of people, the blank expression, the eyes shielded, the lack of response. Where are we in a day-dream? Physically we are in the real world, but mentally, we’re not. But we’re not in sleep world either. We’re in the in between.. which is where?