I used to have lucid dreams every night, but now I don't get much sleep at all. If I do, I don't dream anymore. I feel like I'm missing something. My lucid dreams were my way of escaping, but now I'm just stuck here. Daydreams don't do it for me anymore. I just want my moments of peace back.
It's not like I have a terrible life or anything. I have a loving family and I make a decent living while also being in college. I just wish that sometimes I could disappear from this world and go to one that looks like everyone else just ceased to exist. Everything left as it was. I could go into homes and see other people's lives without them ever knowing. I can walk alone through empty city streets, cars still humming as if waiting for their driver to return.
These are what my dream were. A place for me to be alone. I can't get that anymore. I can't disappear. I just have to keep going. Lasting until the weekend so I can last until the night so I can make it to the morning.
Lucid dreaming was my escapism but now I don't get to escape anymore.
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