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This is a small story i guess, more of an exerpt of thoughts of a
fictional person, I hoped to make this person neither female nor male,
neither old nor young, nor a finished one. Tell me what you think about
it
Today I woke up with an uneasy feeling. It’s one of those beautiful days outside; I can ever hear the birds singing opera, the sun shining that beautiful nature light. I have just graduated and landed my dream job. So what is this feeling, something has to be wrong. Am I still dreaming? I shouldn’t be I know it’s after 10 am already, but why do I know that without looking at the clock. I hear the sounds I know they are real, if anything that’s what I pride myself on.
I know I’m walking but… something is off, I only need to walk a few steps to the bathroom and my feet are moving, and the room is moving in the corners of my eyes, but I’m not getting closer. Is it possible I’m still dreaming? After years of just plunging into sleep and waking up without a thought left behind, have dreams changed this much? No, that’s just silly I just brushed the corner of the wall and I felt it, I cannot be dreaming.
But why is all of this so strange, are my thoughts moving faster then my body is able to cope? Is this the fictional hyper-consciousness that I read about from some Russian lunatic? Why a I thinking of everything before it is shown around the corner, why am I right about the things that come. Have I done this before? I know they said those damned exact words before, I just know it! But it’s better to be quiet about it; they might not be able to understand it. Why am I trying to hide it? It’s not like this is so out of this world, am I trying to hide it from myself? No, no I cannot be doing that, I know who I am. On the other hand I can’t just dismiss something so simply, I can’t just let it go. Will I ever be able to?
Today I woke up with an uneasy feeling. It’s one of those beautiful days outside; I can ever hear the birds singing opera, the sun shining that beautiful nature light. I have just graduated and landed my dream job. So what is this feeling, something has to be wrong. Am I still dreaming? I shouldn’t be I know it’s after 10 am already, but why do I know that without looking at the clock. I hear the sounds I know they are real, if anything that’s what I pride myself on.
I know I’m walking but… something is off, I only need to walk a few steps to the bathroom and my feet are moving, and the room is moving in the corners of my eyes, but I’m not getting closer. Is it possible I’m still dreaming? After years of just plunging into sleep and waking up without a thought left behind, have dreams changed this much? No, that’s just silly I just brushed the corner of the wall and I felt it, I cannot be dreaming.
But why is all of this so strange, are my thoughts moving faster then my body is able to cope? Is this the fictional hyper-consciousness that I read about from some Russian lunatic? Why a I thinking of everything before it is shown around the corner, why am I right about the things that come. Have I done this before? I know they said those damned exact words before, I just know it! But it’s better to be quiet about it; they might not be able to understand it. Why am I trying to hide it? It’s not like this is so out of this world, am I trying to hide it from myself? No, no I cannot be doing that, I know who I am. On the other hand I can’t just dismiss something so simply, I can’t just let it go. Will I ever be able to?