lucid dreams

It didn’t feel real. It was blurry; their unrecognisable faces were faded by their hooligan movements. Fitting in wasn’t an option, totally spaced out. The house was humming with their voices and the sound of music. Grabbed a glass to keep zoned out, felt more haunting, went up… upstairs, an escape from reality or a dream.

Opened a door to a bathroom. Slip- slip- slippery floor, a banana! The plastic bathtub curtain was the Utopia. Water, is it a boat, a boat in the sea. Effortlessly living a dream...or daydreaming it may seem.