I walked across the college campus, the soles of my running shoes bouncing, had I been dreaming I would have taken to flight, but no, I was awake, even though the sounds and sights of people around came to my ears and eyes in that disjointed unreal way that things pop up in dreams: the boy on his bicycle, the girl skateboarding by, a man – out of place in his suit and tie like a Monty Python Silly Walker, one boy dressed like a girl, one girl in her stiletto heels pretending to be a movie star; everything was brighter than reality, and stranger still it seems: We are someone else’s aliens.
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