Someone Wake Me Up

There’s that moment between sleep and waking where you’re trapped in both at once, knowing you need to open your eyes but your body won’t cooperate. The dream logic breaks down just enough that you realize you’re dreaming, but you can’t force yourself out of it. Someone shaking your shoulder, voice cutting through—that’s mercy. Without it, you’d drift back down into the half-sleep, the worse place, where everything feels important and nothing feels real.