I remember walking around the school filed, I can remember the bushes and the bees and the smells. I walked around chatting to him, and he's not there. I can see him but he's incorporeal. I know I'm just talking to myself but I want it to be real. Its like a memory of a dream made real.
I'm talking to myself, I know I am. I'm re-living memories of happier times, I know I am. But it all felt so solid that I cant help thinking - did my past really happen? Am I really remembering somthing ? its all in my head and to be honest I'm finding it hard to find the line between reality and fiction.
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When I wake I know it was a dream, and yet I have the same mental hang-over I used to get from LSD. That displaced and thick feeling - like stress when somethings not quite right mixed with extreme tiredness and strong coffee.
-- PS -- this isnt a post for help, I needed to write this down so I could articulate it. I dunno if anyone else if having dreams tat are making them question reality. -- TBH I keep thinking I see someone out of the corner of my eye. Maybe I'm just going crazy.
I've no idea whats going on anymore tbh hahha