Unreality

dreams are strange in the sense that they can leave you waking up in a variety of moods. you might wake up fuming from the ears like a child's cartoon character, or in a cold sweat, tears trickling down your groggy, half-asleep cheek. you could end up dreaming of a scenario so realistic down to the sense of touch that you spend the rest of the day contemplating the vision and it's meaning. for some even, they could be an escape to some fantasy alternate reality, an attempt to run away from the crushing force that is life. no matter what the effect, i like to think of dreams as they are; the spawn of a fresh, unfinished book that we, as people, are constantly writing unconsciously in a sort of blurry, oblivious high.