it seemed so real. My dream, I meant as I told my therapist.

why did it seem so real? What made it real?

I dont know. My heart was on my sleeve and so was my soul. I was in a place I didnt know. I wasnt familiar with anything. It seemed like I was going towards something that I didnt know for sure was really there. Like a light in a tunnel but so far down that it would take days for me to reach. What does this really mean??

I really dont know what that means. Im not really a therapist just like youre not really my patient. Your just some guy thats just talking to me about some stupid dream. get over it.

I was sleeping in a cage when I had that dream. Im not sure of the cage was a dream either. Is this a dream?

If it is, then do I really exist outside your dream?

Do I even exist outside my OWN dream?



i wrote this after an interview, my first.