waking dreaming


I always remember seeing things move before falling asleep.

The earliest one that I can clearly remember was in a chair at CJ’s house. He had some comfortable chairs, so when I’d spend the night over we’d use them. The way I got comfortable had me facing directly toward a statue of Uncle Sam. This thing was proportioned much like a bobble head. Anyway, I was falling asleep looking directly at it. For some reason, I felt the urge to wink at it. Then, without hesitation it smirked and winked back at me.

I spent the rest of that night holding my eyes shut pretending that I could not have possibly seen what I had.


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