R FOR THE RÊVEUR
/ rêveur / (n) one who has been introduced to Le Cirque des Rêves and found himself just can never get enough of it, or simply just can't let go of it easily.
I just had such a great ride into the night circus. Three long months have been spent to explore, dig in, and discover what might be the concealed tricks or the illusions the night circus held.
It took me two months, preparing to set my feet on its vast and magical courtyard.
And it took me 3 rough days to complete the puzzles of what might be hidden inside the night circus.
But it took me barely a wink to be mesmerized by its whole scene. As fast as it comes, so does the night circus end. Only now, with warning that my only clue is that I ran too deep inside it, while the night circus is closing soon with the moon cascading down so fast as if it was pulled by the gravity, losing its power. And then I can see the light, confirming that the dawn has won the day once more.
Not as fast as the night circus caught me mesmerized, the feeling of letting go as the dawn comes is unbearable, a difficult one. Though physically I may not be in the night circus, my mind and heart are in the night circus, as I've left pieces of me staying up alive wandering and running through every entrances of its black and white tents.
And that is enough for me to know that, me too, has joined the club of black-clad patrons in bright red scarf. I'm a rêveur, too.
"A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world."
- Oscar Wilde, 1888
As for a book lover, my punishment is that I reach the last pages before my two bare eyes, and found that letting go won't be as easy as turning each of its pages.