I was startled by my own shout and I woke immediately. I wasn't sure if anyone heard me shouting. But I am pretty sure that was quite a transition from dream land. I must have woken a crowd with that shout. Now that I'm back in reality it makes me wanna burst out laughing. Nonetheless I should consider the possibility that I could have been typing this and still be asleep physically. Ah. Such bewilderment.





I was startled by my own shout and I woke immediately. I felt bloody embarrassed! Not that I was sleeping with anyone. That would definitely be embarrassing. Time. Time. I have no time. I mean, I couldn't check the time. I don't own watches. They are so, restrictive. They are constricting devices. My phone I forgot to lock it and it doesn't lock itself. It drained itself to death. Like a teen cutting her wrist across the street in the middle of the night and everyone was too dead and too late to realize. My mac was dead as well. What's this? A star-crossed death pact? NOPE! Someone was drunk. That's all.





I was startled by my own shout and I woke immediately. But there was something much louder. Music was playing. It was deafening. It was dubstep! The hell!?



(Taste the original here:)





Was I startled by my own shout?