It's strange, the things you think about when you're half asleep. The world is like another dimension, like a conscious dream state. You can see, feel, touch, smell and communicate, but all the while, you are not fully awake.
Your mind is in a Limbo of sorts. Drifting between the real and imaginary. Things that seem dull and random suddenly become beautiful, like patches of blue blotting a cloudy gray sky, like snow melting to reveal patches of green grass, as winter fades into spring. Ordinary things catch your eye. Colors become vibrant, sound is faint and distant, but still all very real.
Floating like a raft out at sea, you are on a natural high. Ordinary is unusual and strange is beautiful. Real is imaginary and unconsciousness is conscious. But still, be cautious. Fore the mind can play tricks on the physical being, as nothing here is quite what it seems. With eyes wide shut, you wander invisible to everyone around you. In a haze, you struggle tiredly to break through.
In this twilight state between sleep and awake the mind and body suddenly escapes. Like an out of body experience, the mind triggers delirious thought and muddled form. Like a blinding snow storm, lost and bound, the mind is lost and can't be found. The eyes scream words without a sound.
Time freezes and moments fleet away. Hours seem like years in a single day. Insomnia is the longest dream in the world, with no way of knowing when it will end. But, like every dream, you suddenly awake. Reality shakes you back to life as you reach for the bedroom light to reveal the world as it truly is-Just another day in a long line of yesterdays.
