I dread those brief seconds of unawareness and uncertainty upon waking up.
My eyelids barely open and my brain immediately panics as it begins to recalibrate itself with a barrage of questions.
What time is it? What day is it?
Am I supposed to be somewhere today? Did I miss something?
I recollect my surroundings, orientating myself back to reality as the window shades shift shadows across my room's smooth walls.
My consciousness resumes.
My body relaxes.
It's noon on a Thursday.
I have no where to be and I have missed nothing.
Tag: Confusion
Reality
That painful reality doesn't want to coexist with reason... So disbelief disguises truth with doubt and confusion...
Inner War
My heart
and head were
at a war that
was anything
but civil…
Just a senseless
moral battlefield
with me
wandering lost
in the middle.
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