The cool air strikes my face and its refreshing to be up this early. The fog obscures everything and the only hints of color glow in a distance I can’t define. I’m driving, wiping clear the condensation from the windows, from the mirrors. Again, I forgot how nice it was in the early morning.

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I gave my roommate a ride to work and on my way back I’m listening to Kevin & Bean but more so I’m getting lost in my thought and like the fog I only see just a little in front of me. Just enough to make it home safe. The night before I said to myself that I was gonna try to have lucid dreams. My sleep paralysis would come once in a while so I told myself that I should try to control it.

 So I felt the shortness of breaths, I heard the rustling leaves, I felt the presence in the

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corner of the room. But I wasn’t scared, I’ve been through all this before. I welcomed it, I tried to control it, telling myself that when I fall into sleep that I will be in a dream and I know that I will be in a dream. But my eyes would fade and I’d wake. I don’t know why I can’t do it, I’ve accidentally had lucid dreams.

So on my way home I’m thinking about the failure and I pass by the college and its empty parking lot and I see flocks of seagulls. some chillin’, some flying above and I think that its pretty far from the beach. Right there it dawned on me that I’m like those seagulls in the city (or suburb.)

odd.