it's fiction. it just happened to be that i, jozien, appeared on one of the pages. just like that, a flash in time, part of a greater story that is not mine.
I am male, normal guy, 46, i have children, a house, a wife, a job and a red truck
Something happened to me the other day and i have told the story to my younger brother, to an aunt i am close to, and to one other person, i cannot disclose her identity. I did not tell my wife , who i love even more now. The three they all say man you were in paradise, that is so great, just love it, be happy about it that you have such... a great imagination. I am not happy, I am scared, something totally changed after that. I didn't tell anyone of those three, that after id id stop my truck and that she drove up in a normal car, she rolled down her window, she looked like a normal woman, she talked to me. I have no idea what she said. I just stammered, "i will come here next with my wife." An emphasis on 'my wife', she had to understand i was married, she had to know happily, now the fact that i have met a girl, who i dream of betraying my wife with, that was suddenly totally irrelevant. She laughed, "good', she said. I imagined her saying, "good, that is even better, the more fun for me, you and your wife." So i said, "no, no i am fine." and she laughed again rolled up her window and drove up her car disappearing in the blowing snow, swirling up in the wake of her spinning tires.
She is in my dreams, she is in my thoughts every moment of my waking life, i see her around every street corner i turn, i see her in every person walking in the office. No not her, not the 'normal' woman. The other one, the one before. I don't believe in visions, I don't believe an aliens, or whatever crap you can come up with. Let me start at the beginning. Sunday afternoon, the wife was nagging and the kids don't really need me, playing their computer games, i decided to go for a drive. The roads bare and the sun came out, i decided to turn into the lake road. My truck lays on the road solid, i love it. Where the traffic has been less and the snow ruts are deep, i shift it into fourwheel drive. I love the power in which it pulls through the snow.
The river is starting to freeze up. I get out of the car to see ice floes gathering together. When what seems to be in my head, a beautiful women's voice singing, long melodic sounds, i don't know how to described, almost if she is accompanied by musicians. I thought it was in my head, sometime we all have that, hearing a voice talk. But then i look at where the sound appears to come from
to be continued
2 months ago