the specific panic of waking up in the first second before your brain remembers it was a dream, feeling the ghost of the memory still clinging to your skin

The Dream Was a Visitor

The afternoon sun is high, yet for a split second, your heart races with the ghost of a dream that isn't real. You wake up gasping, the memory clinging to your skin like cold sweat, convincing you that the terror you felt is still true.

But the light does not wait for your mind to catch up—it is already here, steady and unmoving in the middle of your day. The panic says the nightmare won, but the truth says the light has already overcome it.

You are not defined by the shadow that tried to follow you out of sleep. The dream was a visitor; the light is the room.

Drawing from

Gospel of Thomas, John

Verses

John 16:33

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