A State Of Awakening
Most times I feel good and very happy. My first thoughts are like the ones I would have had before all that happened, but as I gradually gain consciousness, I start becoming aware of my loneliness and how much things have changed.
It is not a depressing thought, although I marvel that each time it feels like a modest surprise.
Once I’m fully awake, I’m back in my own existence and ready to accept again what it is now. I summon all the positive energy around me and focus on one aspect of my life at the time: a project, a friend, a memory, so I’m ready to start another day.
But there is always this strange sense of why I wake in a state from the past. And why I seem to have forgotten.
Perhaps we always wake up like this, but we go through it too quickly and we miss the forgetting part.
Or perhaps this happens only to me…