Dream Two

We're both part of some student tour coming back from someplace. But for some reason, we were on different parts of the trip. So I haven't seen you in a few days. Groups of people are getting on a bus and milling into a cafeteria for dinner as one big group.

I follow you but you don't see me. You turn around, recognize me, and give me a small kiss on the cheek. With several others we sit down at a cafeteria table.

Somehow in the next moment we are thousands of miles apart. We are talking very seriously in an internet chat; talking about everything that happened between us, and what our lives might be in the future. There is a webcam where you are, and while we talk about us I see your hands, your arms, reaching out to stroke and knead the hands and arms of someone in a blue shirt, while thousands of miles away I watch.