imagine your life, imagine every detail of it. it's foggy, it's blurred and strange to you, now that you've lived part of it.
imagine your dreams. they're foggy too, you can't quite remember all of it. somehow, in the dream, everything makes sense, but as soon as you're outside -nothing made sense.
everything is a total mess, blurry and confusing
do you see what i'm getting at?
i think it's time to wake up.