wisps of smoke unfurled climbing upward towards the ceiling, a lavender scent enveloping the room lying belly up playing out past memories everything seemed to drift together then seemed to drift apart overlapping and distancing, and over again time began to blend, my heart began to leap, the dream began to end, light began to seep, only ever escaping for a short time before the alarm beckons you back into your body this is all life is, and over again
The period of time before your alarm rings often seems liminal, other worldly