I. The Dreamer
Once upon a time there was a young woman who dreamed.
If you saw her out on the street, you could never be sure if she was dreaming or just preoccupied with her own private thoughts, because outwardly she would be doing the most mundane of things, like waiting in line at the bus stop, or stopping to buy the evening paper, or walking the dog, with all the care and skill expected of a normal, healthy young woman. But unlike others, she didn’t pass her time contemplating any one of a multitude of little fantasies that women her age aspired to.
She didn’t dream in the normal sense of the word for a new fabulous dress to wear to a dance, or taking a motorcycle ride on the back of a Harley with a dangerous man in dark shades, or even a shopping trip in the big, bad city like the women you see on the telly totting along on their ridiculously high heels. Instead, she would dream grand, sweeping epics populated with fantastic peoples and exotic places far, far away.
In the inner world behind her eyelids, she would really be light years away on a forbidden plant, shooting ray guns at lizard men in ruined temples lost eons ago in the lush green of a tropical jungle. She would be arguing a critical case for a penniless widow before the hushed silence of the crown court, as the stern but kindly judge nobs sagely in agreement. She would be running a frontier training outpost out in the Far West complete with noble cattle rustlers, saloon girls with hearts of gold and a grizzled old piano player named “Sam”.
She would be living a hundred different lives, and feeling each and every one of their loves and hatreds as keenly as though they were characters in a long running television series – like the afternoon soaps her gran followed religiously through every plot twist and turn. So much so, she was the despair of her teachers, who spent considerable time lecturing her bewildered parents about her unhealthy habit, and the object of ridicule from her peers. “There she goes again, our Spacy Tracy, the space cadet, dreaming her life away.” the other girls would snicker, as she walked pass them on the street with an enigmatic smile on her face yet again.