weeds for lunch

we're all in the gutter,
but some of us are looking at the stars.

ds

Incredible. I know you have all had those kind of dreams where it’s nearly impossible to distinguish between the dream and reality. Very common, mundane, everyday kind of things. This dream wasn’t very common, or mundane; not your typical, everday kind of thing, but upon waking up, I still felt a little unsure about what had just happend.

Bright lights and the intense feeling of waking up from a three hour nap. My eyes keep opening and shutting, as if I’m going through the motions to tear myself out of bed. I finally stop and keep my eyes open for an ample amount of time, staring at the ceiling. I’m in my dorm room; Botticelli’s Primavera, red curtains, gaudy jewelry. It all seems a little out of proportion. I’m enormous. Everything else is so tiny in comparison. I try to get out of bed, but physically cannot due to my size- and I’m trapped in between my bed, the ceiling, and these four walls.

I woke up and took one look at my hands, just to make sure I was still 5’5”.