Every sunday I wake up in 6:30, wearing sweat suit and running shoes and go jogging by bank of Dunav in Zemun. This morning was not different. I locked my flat, zipped keys in my pocket and go out of building. I usually walk to the Dunav because I don`t like to be interrupted in running with some stupid reason, red light on a street crossing, for instance. And I have two trafficked streets until I reach restaurant »Venecija« where I start with running.
While I was walking through Novogradska street I looked toward the houses in Pregrevica and I saw the tree trunks covered with fog. Nothing unusual for April morning, sun was up but it was stll cold.
At »Venecija« I started with running, feeling a bit warmer as my blood rushed faster through my veins. Suddenly, I have noticed some strange silence interrupted only by my regular breathing and sound of running shoes on asphalt track. Look around just to notice that I am all alone, in whichever direction I turn, and it was not far because fog from river reached the part of the bank where I was running. I looked at the sky. Sun light barely coming through the fog, but it was not dark. Fog was shining like it was made of sun light itself. I looked at the river again. Water was calm, like made of glass, with shadows of small fishing boats tied to floats. Behind, water was unrecognizable of fog. Some ten meters from bank, they became one.
I watched the track in front of me. Three steps, breathing in, another three steps, breathing out. One, two, three, one two, three… Nothing except the sounds I`ve made by myself. Suddenly, I stopped. My steps and breathing, instead of stopping with me, went away, far from me in a fog. And fog itself, became denser, like it was sticking to my skin, entering into my pores and lungs with every breath I took, nice and shiny anyway. The only strange thing was that now I was not producing any sound. I was breathing air (fog?) but I couldn`t hear anything, it was quiet. I thought, this is impossible, that I am dreaming, but I felt my clothes, track under my feet, freshness on my hands and face. With soundless steps, I walked toward river. Water level was high in this time of a year, snow from Alps and Carpati melted and filled the rivers that enters in Dunav. Water was shining as a fog, and sun was now completely invisible, turned into light around me. I stepped into water. I knew that I will damage my new running shoes, that I will go home all wet but I wanted to make some noise, any noise and break that perfect silence of my surrounding. Teeth clenched, expecting to feel cold water, I was astounded when nothing of that happened. Nothing! I looked down and found myself standing on something supposed to be a water. Confused, I`ve made few more steps…. I was walking over glass like, slightly rippled surface, frightened at the beginning but, since nothing changed, I became more self confident. I even jumped few times, hardly kicking, but nothing changed. I took a deep breath and shouted as loud as I could, but world around me remained unchanged in its soundless perfection.
I was pretty far from bank by now and I couldn`t see anything except shining around me. Ithought that I could walk to the island not far from here or even to Belgrade, to wake up my friends and tell them what happened to the world we live in, but suddenly, surface under my feet returned into what it always was, and in a split of a second I was under the water. Light disappeared and I was alone in terribly cold darkness. Don`t breath in, I thought to myself, you are going to drown you idiot, swim to surface, swim to surface… I tried with full swing of my arms but couldn`t move even for a milimeter. Strong hand pulled me down….
I woke up suddenly, sweat floating down my back, breathing loud, heart beating so hard and fast that it hurt. What a dream, I thought to myself trying to calm down. It was sunday, about 6:30.
At »Venecija« I started with running, feeling a bit warmer as my blood rushed faster through my veins. Take a look at Dunav. Gliding easilly over the glassy water, shining fog silently aproaching me…..
This was a dream I had in the morning of April 27th, 2000.