I'm getting derealization twenty-four/seven; Unreality has made alterations unto my perception.
Donnie Darko awoke in bewildered displacement, I too arose to this disconcerting amazement. Found myself lying on green grass at a golf course twisted by Alice In Wonderland. Checkered tiles black-and-white and pine trees swaying in the half-light. Familiar faces put me at ease, an acid blotter got emptied. Got dosed in my dreams. Got on my knees. Was tripping in my sleep. What would it mean for when I woke up?
This dream didn't stop. I woke up but my mind did not. Reality wasn't enough. Disassociation followed me home.
I woke up but kept dreaming. The walls felt soft and the colors were peeling. I have felt this before, Felt the days double over; My mind lucid, Fatigued no more.