Do You Know Where You Are Going To?

June 20, 2004

About two Fridays ago, I finished the work-day on a very frustrating note.

I left the office and walked to Rundle street – (from the east end). I decided to browse in some of the gift stores while I waited to meet my cousin.

I was casually looking around in the first store – but at what, I wasn’t sure. Looking upon the shelves it felt like I was looking through them rather than at them; perhaps even beyond them…

With one of the stores I visited, no matter which direction I walked in – I was blocked by a display cabinet. Contents on show that I just didn’t want or need. I suddenly I noticed I had been walking around in circles. It was happening in such a way that it felt as though there was a mirror image of me standing in the centre of the room and my real self was walking around it.

There was also some sort of new age sci-fi-ish tune playing in the background; and though it was enough to freak me out, I felt like I was seconds away from the answer to it all.

I recognised the background music instantly in the next store. Jay K was speaking to me in song:

Hey! Do you know… where you’re comin’ from?
Hey! Do you know… where you’re going to?
She said…
Hey! Have you been… somewhere you’ve never ever been before?
I said well… nothing is as clear…

I had to chuckle. Cause it was a song I used to listen to constantly, but each word never hit me as hard as it did then. Nevertheless, it was nice to know that Jamiroquai cared enough to visit.

Right before my cousin came, I didn’t feel any wiser and I still felt frustrated. All I wanted was for my intuitive buddy that lived within to come out and lay it on me.

It’s nice to know that he can follow me around from store to store in silence, and will only speak up when he feels like it.