...connecting... ACK..
I am in... did a connection to a system that allows me to simulate dreams... lets choose one!
THis is a Dream!
Hello... Hi I am a dream within a dream =)
Found myself on a beautiful 911 Porsche driving through the NZ roads...
I have my hair white and 25cm long... enough to feel the wind blowing through my head. I am grabbing the manual Porsche gears like a maniac "Fast and Furious" driver, making any corner a challenge grip equation... I am loving it. The wind, the car roaring sound of the 911 engine and the 25C air temperature, means the ability to drive by myself through these relaxing views the best I could wish to start my crazy journey.
I find myself with a huge ring on my left nostril, shinny and holding an unique blush of a rare material I don't yet know off. Looks like golden spill.. but blushes dark/grey reflections of mirror alike images of mat metal.
I am driving a left seat driving car, and my right hand is sturdy holding the gear handle... waiting for th next gear...
My feet are ready to work in coordination between the braking and acceleration factor of drifting along with the car's torque power and the road traction.
My hunger for stopping over the next town... is CRAZY!
I am staving... I am sweating... and I still feel comfortable riding with all the wind on my body.
I forgot to tell you...
My 911 Porsche is an E-Porsche! 600 HP of engine... bi-turbo... with a 1500 KW electrical combined power 4-wheel engine. Lateral wings with dynamic wind force torque on turns and ground grip. On top, Pirelli 310/30R20 tires and ceramic brakes with 5 independent pistons, controlled by piezoelectric indcutors that can also harness break force on unleash stage.
I have finally arrived the e-powered station... and I am thirsty...
I have left the car charging... left the sweated seat (from all the pressure riding) and grabbed my good looking glasses.
Headed to the pump shop and steered my attention to the coffee maker...
ShE IS ...
Staring with her blue eyes at me. Her smile is not full but bringing my motivation quite high. I did a bit more bump on it, to see if she would reply to it. She did reply... by looking at the coffee she was making and then throwing the hand over the hair, spilling joy non how smooth it would be if I would do the same.
I have walked, slowly... towards her, focusing her eyes.. with lack of motivation to follow hers... (you know... the drill...).
She maintained the look while doing the "professional work". I waited 3 seconds for her staring... before saying "Hi"... Then I said...
"Black coffee please..." - She did managed to continually stare...