Everyday, I wake up, and it's like I'm slowly emerging from a body of water. My dreams are still in my mind and it takes a few minutes for me to realize that I'm conscious. It's like, as I wake up, I can see my dream world slipping away slowly, and I'm not sure how I feel about it. Part of me wants to stay in the dreams, because they're comfortable, I can relive good moments. But then part of me longs for me to emerge to consciousness, I can't get there fast enough, because my dreams remind me of the things I'm missing, the reasons I'm sad. It's like I can't win. I want to take things from my subconscious and replace them for the things in my waking life, until I have a comfortable mix of both.
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