Not able to wake up. I keep on losing my glasses in my dreams. My eyelids don't open all the way. Things are too dark and I feel like it's sort of my fault.
But then I'm awake and useless and huge. Hair and skin and a clouded mind. Slightly off balance stepping out of bed. Reaching out to steady myself. The first glimpse into the mirror. That's who I am, still, again, for a little while longer.
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