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I laid back an let the current of the world drown me. I floated into the sky and my soul did little swoops. My legs went for a little dance on their own and my arms were busy arm wrestling with each other. My mouth was busy working on a bowl of Lor Mee. All parts of me are at peace and joyful in this reality that was not to be.

At waking, the reality that was not to be fades and my body snapped together painful like a stretched rubber band giving your skin a sudden embrace. Silence strangled my ears and my eyes opened reluctantly.

The harsh reality that yet another new day had began sets in, and I am now like a freshly charged battery, ready to be drained by forces in the real world again.

Worries, concerns, longing and needs flooded my mind as if a dam was suddenly broken by water volume ten times that of the Grand Canyon. My consciousness popped back to be violently and suddenly.

My mind began to swell. It hurts. And that is an under-statement. It kills.

I rolled around in my bed, unwilling to face this reality. I want to burrow back into the reality that was not to be, but external forces had it that I won’t be do so for another 17 hours. The notion of jumping off a building feels as attractive as an FHM model. My reluctance to do so so as to hang on to my loved ones did nothing but flooded my vision.

With water.

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