Nightmare

I started my day with a dream of waking up late at two pm. Not very good. I hurried and hurried and in the middle of the blurry hurry I suddenly thought to myself "but this is just a dream." Since it was resolutely nightmare-ish I decided I need to wake up from it and escape.

So I touched my cheek. I could feel it. I pinched my cheek, I can vaguely felt the pinching. Just slightly. So it's not a dream perhaps. It's not. I mean, if it was why am I not waking up yet? I started to doubt myself knowing whether it's a dream or not. The sounds were real, the temperature was real, but the colours were slightly wrong. In a vague sense of panic I forced myself to wake up.

I turned my head to the right and saw my bedroom forming in front of me in an awkward angle.

It was a dream after all. And I've waken up from it.

I reached for my watch. 09:30. I am late. But atleast not as late as waking up at 2 pm.