Dream On

So I've been having some vivid dreams recently (they are vivid, but not interesting. I mostly go about my day like normal but every now and then something will appear in my hand or I will suddenly switch locations), and whenever I wake up from them I feel very confused because just a moment before I was living in a fully-formed reality where I was happily walking around and doing things that has now been replaced by me lying in bed, exhausted and dreading getting up. During one of these surreal mornings, I started thinking how weird it was that you spend a third of your life in various fully formed, imaginary worlds, and that all it takes to obliterate them is a little beeping on your phone.

The definition of a rude awakening