There are two worlds on either side of the line that divides sleep and wake in those early morning hours when you cannot tell which is which, when figments drift over to the real bedroom and the clock from your nightstand dances in between dreams.
There are two worlds on either side of the line that divides sleep and wake in those early morning hours when you cannot tell which is which, when figments drift over to the real bedroom and the clock from your nightstand dances in between dreams.