4:02am


Here I lay in our bed, one arm tucked up under my head.
Fan blowing directly towards my face,
Couldn't get ready any other way.
Prepare to drift off fast, astral realm
A little wondering around and back.

Dreams so hazy yet so vivid
Searching for the stars without limits.
Next thing I know I'm back in my bed
Never second guessing where I'd been,
But yet again it's 4:02am.

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