and there were people who saw me and I saw them.
all mostly subconscious of the seeing.
but I woke today to find those moments seeming not unlike a dream.
I don't remember like I should.
I felt the cold and I felt the warmth
in stark contrast with one another...an epic battle between the two-always.
But I can't seem to remember it in real time detail like I should.
When in a dream, one is conscious of the immediate happenings
but there is a distinct focus.
All else left as no more than a realistic mirage of what should be...
holding no importance to the moment at hand.
Yesterday, I lived a dream.
Not because the events proved fantastical or otherwise unbelievable
whether wonderful or awful...
But instead due to the state of mind in which I lived it.
Many factors tell me I did live that day in those places where I was then.
If not for this, I would swear to you it was not more than a pleasant
but otherwise uneventful dream of my early morning slumber.
