Notebook

I need a notebook, to send these notes to
nameless you,
taking note of when you cross my mind,
or take the scenic route.
I'm having dreams again,
wading around fantasies,
looking for a faraway reality.
I have to stop writing on the computer,
and I need to start again.
I looked on Antipodes... the opposite side of the world is in the Indian Ocean,
close enough?
What is water but the milk of the Earth,
nuturing and comforting us into
thinking we're home, and
not thinking at all