In the seven days since I had caught him stealing a bowl of cereal from my kitchen I had never thought to ask him this question. In fact, the fact that I had not asked him this question only makes me question why I would not ask him this question?
In my dreams both darkness and green lights manifested into existence. A universal sense of something bigger than myself, but oddly enough not bigger than Danbox.
There he stood in the darkness, held fast by the emerald green light, and with eyes glowing in reverence, he continued to stand there without sharing any sense of the apprehension that I currently had for this moment. I don't know if I was afraid for him or myself, or both. A calm soon washed over me, and I felt prepared for this moment now, even embraced by it. All signs of apprehension evaporating into the ether.
"Fearing the unknown makes a monster of it". These words circling my mind.
I watched as Danbox embraced this moment, refusing to give in to fear, and even though I had no idea what any of this meant, I knew that it didn't matter in even the slightest; for it was the emotion that mattered more than the thought, it was the calm response that made this unsettling scene less of a malevolent thing.
So many times I have questioned the meanings of my dreams, and usually no real answer comes to my mind even if I think hard on it.
I don't know if I will ever know what my dreams are trying to tell me, and perhaps I will always understand the emotion more than the thought? But perhaps that is one of the greatest gifts that anyone can have; the mystery.
I don't think that I will ever ask Danbox where he is from, because I am quite sure that my life could use a few more mysteries in it...and in the end, why ruin a good thing?
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