Shirt-off

I was entering and getting out of several realms of dreams.
I felt familiar with one of them.
It was at the wing of stage  where we were performing Shakespeare’s piece back then
I was enclosed in the dark
For a while I was watching the other actors playing their scene on stage
Then I realised my shirt was covered in red stains resembling so much of human blood
I tried to get rid of the shirt in instance,
Putting off my shirt in hurried manner
I WOKE UP.
(It was morning)
I THREW MY TANKTOP TO THE SIDE OF THE ROOM.
I WENT INTO MY BLANKET AND GET BACK TO SLEEP.

26 Nov 2014
losing my sense of time

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