How did we fall asleep?
I always ask myself. . .
Trying to concentrate. . . to find. . . to dream. . .
What is the fine line between reality and. . . .
THIS?
More importantly, how did we get here?!
. . . Start my cycle of wondering. . .
how. . . . when. . .
I got where I am. . .
My realization is hazed, for asleep I always fall. . .
Proving to me that the. . . my. . . our problem is part of the solution. . .
Becoming a bigger problem, thus.
For when I ponder that line, I cross it. . . sleep. . .
Trying to cross back to reality. . .
But what is reality?
Is THIS awake, and the. . . my. . . our pleasant past the dream?
I cant stop thinking. . .
How. . . what. . . why. . .
When will we awake, rub our eyes,
And see the Solution?