I keep coming back to this unknown body of water. Dusk is eternal, and every step I take feels as though I'm treading through thick mud. I can feel the wind breathing, is it trying to keep me here? A once peaceful state is starting to cave in around me. My goosebumps have disappeared. Maybe I'm just dust particles floating through the atmosphere. I think it's time for me to crawl out of this hypnagogic state, but I fear I don't know whats real anymore.
