The Dreams

Dream 202

The lovely young woman held on to my arm as we stood before the bookseller, who spread his wares on the ground. I saw that my own books took up a great deal of space.

Picking up one of them, I flicked back the cover — and was surprised to find its pages all blank. I tried another one, and another — and discovered they were all the same. There was nothing whatsover left inside them.

I stole a glance at my girlfriend — who was gazing at me in mourning.