There are days when I wish that I could sink into the deepest places in my head, and hide from the world, within the beauty of an on going fantasy. However, reality has its bizarre beauty, which is often unexplainable. Beauty found in things such as kind gestures, and friendship. A beauty I’d miss greatly in my absence.
Have you ever heard of Attack on Titan?
I watched the show once last year with a friend, and had a dream last night that I was that guy Eren as a kid. In this dream, I was packing things to take from our house for my mother and sister, before the titans broke through the walls. Then I laid down on the couch in my house (where I live when I’m not at school) and shut my eyes, holding my old teddy bear that I’ve had since I was a baby.
When I woke up and saw a blue wall instead of a green one, and my heart started racing. I was lying as though I was holding my bear and I started feeling around for it. Then I realized it wasn’t there and began panicking even more, kind of like how I used to as a kid when I took it everywhere with me. Finally when I realized my bed sheets were the wrong colour, I sat up and looked around. That was when I came to the realization, “Oh yah…I’m not at home….titans aren’t real.”
It was scary…