I remember waking up one morning, the sticky feeling of a broken door handle still lingering in my mind, a phantom sensation that clawed at my chest. It wasn’t a
I remember a time, years ago, when the sheer weight of a decision felt like standing at the edge of an abyss. My dreams back then were a chaotic mix
That Sinking Feeling When Something Precious Slips Away Oh, the sting of it. I remember it like it was yesterday, though it was years ago, standing in my kitchen, a
I remember this feeling, vividly. That pit-in-the-stomach sensation when you’re pushing forward, giving it your all, but deep down, something feels off. Like you’re on an escalator, hands gripping the
I remember this one night, years ago, I woke up in a cold sweat. It wasn’t a nightmare in the traditional sense, no monsters or falling from cliffs. It was
I remember it like it was yesterday, though it was probably fifteen years ago. The dream was vivid, the kind that sticks with you, leaving a faint, unsettling chill long
Ever woken up feeling completely disoriented, not just from sleep, but from a dream that felt like a stark warning? I have. More times than I care to admit, actually.
I remember a time, years ago, when every dream felt like a scrambled puzzle, a jumble of images and feelings that left me more confused than enlightened. I’d wake up
I remember one night, years ago, I woke up with this strange feeling. The kind of feeling where a dream clings to you, a cold, heavy dampness even after you’ve
I remember a period in my life, maybe a decade ago now, where I was just starting to pay serious attention to my dreams. Before that, dreams were just… dreams.
