Nodding Off

Emerging from this lethargic fantasy, this hope of constant sleep, I find myself weakened by the allure of forgetful sleep. While the plusses of reality are many, they are not without their drama. To exist as an observer on the astral plane, however, is to objectively see the quantum. The seduction of the conscious mind greets me with such affection that it is impossible not to take its hand and drown once more amidst the rising tide.