Journal Entry: 6:17am

Shadows of the past rest most heavily in my dreams. Where they wait to come out & torment me.

Last night I dreamed of the past, present & future.

Time had collapsed. Ceased to exist. All become one.

I woke disoriented (as I often do.) My mind trying desperately to sort through the images…
Fleeting, growing fainter with each breathe. Until finally…

They left.

These moments in the morning as I come (gently or abruptly) out of my dreams are special to me.

As I transition from one world to the next, I see & feel something so rich, so vibrant…
I understand clearly what my life lacks.




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