I was swimming through a tunnel until I found myself in a cave of amber light. The walls were shimmering magnificently and my eyelids felt like curtains fluttering in an open window. i was trying to force them open, to stay awake, but they kept tumbling downwards, as if snowflakes were small parachutes of sky, spinning in slivers of frost covered constellations. I was alone, I was always alone, and it felt like a cinder block fell through my imagination. I was stuck, at the bottom of an ocean, in my own thoughts, a heavy object that crushed my body, felt like sleep. it was a somber moment that pushed me over a cliff, i was water falling, i was a waterfall. In the corner of my eye i saw a moth spill into the mouth of a flame and i woke up…my body wanted to stay, but my brain forced me upwards, i was devestated, the life that was real involved me conversing with shells of people that appeared real but looked of ghosts, except they sounded terrible, the sound of static from a television turned up way too loud, but only i could hear it, the world was deaf.