It happened again.
I woke up.
I didn’t die in my sleep.
I still have this test
that I’m not prepared for.
(Or so I think.)
Every day.
The same test.
Figure it out.
Why am I here?
It happened again.
I woke up.
Only this time I’m not sleeping.
Made aware.
There’s more to this.
It’s ALL a dream.
It happened again.
I woke up.
I’m not this dreamer.
These are not my dreams.
I’m in the projection booth.
Watching myself sleep.
In heavens all around.
Watching myself project.
It happened again.
I woke up.