After all, it was just a dream.

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“Awaking in a strange world. No landmarks, no answers. How did I get here? Where am I? Who am I? This world is new to me, but somehow, still familiar. This place, I’ve never been here, but I’ve been here before. I know this world, because it is mine. It lives in me, in my subconcious. When sleep takes me, this is where I hide. Suddenly, I’ve been swept away. I’ve lost control, I’m lost at sea. I hold on to the only thing familiar to me : my trapeze. Stuck in a storm, the wind is strong, I’m afraid of falling. Is this a nightmare or am I awake? I don’t know anymore, I’m sure of nothing. The only thing left to do, is to let go, to let myself fall, and to hope that once I let go, I’ll wake up.