Leapdragon 2016 - Aron Hsiao Was Here

fragments of sunshine on glass shadows  §

it’s 4.47 in the morning and I don’t know what’s real or what’s fake, whether I’m even in chicago or salt lake city or new york or what I look like or sound like or who is real or who is imagined in my mind

everything has been a dream

i wake up from a more detailed reality and find the resulting transition to be disorienting and my actual life and memory, for a few minutes, to be unclearly bounded

i didn’t want to wake up just now

terror lethargy regret bewilderment