I remember falling asleep at around 12 midnight. I know there was just this void and I’m floating, suspended in space, out of time and in no definite space. I’ve been retracing my path towards Morpheus’ Palace, his world of dreams. But I just couldn’t find it. Not sight of its grand iron, intricate gate. Damn. And so, I find myself back in the real world at 4 am.
And now I blog, unusually awake at this time of the day.
