Drenched

I had a dream once that I fell asleep on the edge of a plateau that looked out over a canyon. The ground I lay on and all around me was deep red orange, and the sun shone through a deep blue sky. I was warm as I basked in the bright sun overhead, and asleep next to me was another person who in the dream I knew but in reality didn’t. I felt intensely at peace. At times I experience this same surreal feeling while awake. I am certain that most of the world isn’t familiar with that lucid dream state outside of sleep. I count myself lucky. I could possibly blame it on my illness, but I have had these experiences my entire life, long before the illness showed up. I have always felt apart from other people. Awkward, even. Others can’t possibly exist in this world I live in, could they? I dare not ask them.