I might as well talk in my sleep (supertramp)

Sometimes my life feels like it is not my own. I feel as if I exist in a borrowed identity. Occupying the body of someone other than myself. A much older man than I am, yet with unlimited energy and creativity. And intellect that comes with much greater maturity than mine.

Sadness comes over me, when I realise that this, in fact, is me, but the “newly found” me. Where and when have I wasted so many joyless years? Never stopping to recognize what is important. Using my time of rest as just a time to repose. To empty my mind and replenish physical strength for striving on.

Dreams of being an artist were completely forgotten upon awakening. Can this life really be called awoken? Or is the reality of my existence residing inside this imaginary one?

So I reflect on many things. Those things that most men fantasize. And women too. Living a life of passion. I have been wishing for it all along, just not remembering it when I awake.

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