Hypnos
Dim, blurred, hazy sounds barely reach my ears
The surrounding world fades away
I am a foot underwater; I’m suspended just above the atmosphere
A thin shroud of dreams begins to confuse my reality
I am here, yet I am nowhere
My eyes snap open and the blathering world returns in a rush
The abrupt re-entry into existence turns my blood to ice
I meet the exasperated look of my teacher
I was sleeping in class.
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