(lucid afternoon nap)
I could hear my surroundings but I couldn’t move. My body felt paralysed, the dripping heaviness weighing down on me. My breathing slowed, shallow yet deep, my own breath yet not quite. I was awake but dreaming.
I wanted to explore my home in mid-lucidity, to experience things in this semiconscious state. It took several tries to get up from bed and with each try, I feared potentially rousing myself up. Standing, my room looked warped. I gazed out the window but the view wasn’t exactly how it’s supposed to be. I willed my dreaming brain to conjure up the right image, and the scenery rearranged like a puzzle, though still not quite right.
(I heard the furball barking, trying to wake me up. But not yet.. I didn’t want to leave this state just yet, not so soon…)
Parting ways with the window, I moved on into the bathroom where I saw my hazy reflection in the mirror. My hair covered my face and with a few shakes, my face revealed itself, blur and of a greyish colour. Peering down at the reflection of my upper torso, I lifted my t-shirt and uncovered a pair of eyes on my chest.