It was like a dream. I slept last night, partially woke up with the blinding lights, colorful, weird fonts everywhere. Few more hours it continued. I was building friendships, earning, I was everyday walking, gotten sick, I went to places, met random people, some patterned hours, routines, I read a lot, got hurt, think I learned milestones-- everything was like overnight and I soon I was on rapid eye movement. I found myself gasping, about to wake up from the night. I was hoping not to wake up yet. Then I was at the boarders.
If not with the blogs, with some traces of messages, calls, transfers, new names on my phone, timeline posts where I was tagged, some hurts, I wouldn't believe it happened. I still can't believe it happened. I may not believe it actually happened. Maybe I am still dreaming but no, I am up at this very hour.
I will now face a new day. My reality. It was all but a dream. Maybe not. It was part of my reality.
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