A few minutes before, snatched from the realm of soft blue sky, waves lapping against moored sailboats,and the floating ambiance of waterbirds riding on the breeze and leaving a musical trail of their native sounds (Merrior, a wine and seafood taste experience on the water), I snap back into the ordinary world unable to transition.
In my defense, I am not quite senile, and possess an average intelligence. As I told someone in a dream last night, I was an honor student, a somewhat capable basketball player AND "Miss Courtesy" in high school. Despite these meager though well-rounded accomplishments, I trip over the door sill of sophisticated card-swiping, technical Nirvana and appear to need a boy scout to lead me across the street.
I fumble while my brain is stuck in neutral and sweat forms on my
face, causing my thinning hair to plaster to my cheeks.
Everyone jumps to my rescue.
And now feeling as inferior as possible, I shop for an Apple TV, which is an appliance which allows TV to show internet options, like Netflix. Grandson thought they were in the $30 range. Surprise! The cheapest was $48 and it wasn't Apple, which were closer to $100. For someone whose monthly income is $120, and has many cats to feed and vet, this is a considerable amount.
Misty, one of my dependents rests after mowing the grass.
I will mull over my wants, needs, and resources and build the resolve to get the gadget and have Grandson do the rest. He understands.
Grandson who makes it ever so hard to hate men.