Dreaming
I just dreamt I was a child only though it was different this time. I was a child who had experienced life as an adult. I was in the backseat of the car and my mother was pulling up to my aunts house. I was excited and i could feel the random burst of energy overcoming me as I become inpatient to get out. Although the excitement wasn't from being a kid again. The root of my liveliness was from no longer being an adult. I had no worries, no attachments, no deadlines, no heartaches, no stress. I was now to be cared for all over again. It granted me peace for a split second but my excitement quickly transformed itself to fright. The concept of no worries was so foreign to me it became scary and I began to panic. It's what made me wake up.