Dreaming Awake

Dreaming Awake

A Story by Jim

Am I dreaming? Or am I sleeping... I can't tell. Everything feels so slow today. I feel so surreal. As if nothing is real, nothing. If that is the case, then why is nothing working out like I want it too? My dreams are mine, but why do they turn our like this? Maybe I am dreaming awake. Walking through the fog of what I want to happen just to see it dissapate before me. It all just feels like a old tv show, not real, and never really ending. All just slow and black and white. Slowly fading in and out. Never real. I feel like it's all flowing out of me, never wanting to come back. Inside I feel empty. Empty waiting for the things to return, but not knowing when or even if they will. Thoughts float before me, I try to reach them but they seem just out of reach. I try and chase them, but I can't seem to move. They float lazily along, just beyond my sight. The landscape shifts to offset colors, purples and blues, all hazy and never defined. I feel as if I am dreaming...dreaming awake

© 2008 Jim


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