I had this dream fragment. The kind of dream where you wake up in your bed, in your own bedroom only to wake up again because the first time you woke up it was really just a dream.
Yeah. It was like that. I woke up in my bedroom at my mom’s house. I sat up on my side and looked at the entertainment center and shelving unit and could not for the life of me figure out what was different. I knew something was off but couldn’t place what it was.
Then I woke up for real. I sat up on my side and looked at the entertainment center and shelving unit and realized that in the dream I had the small gray bedroom TV on the shelves and some kind of altar on the entertainment center. (I think there was a Buddha statue.)
And all I could think was, “That was weird.”