Parallel Reality

I woke up.

I opened my eyes and admired my reflection on the mirror.

"Cruel Time," I thought.

When I used to look at myself years ago, my reflection was much better.
The smiles of yesterday no longer make sense today.
The dreams of tomorrow are today part of the daily drudgery of my life.

Where did I get? Have I died to life without realizing it?
Where are the loves I used to have?
Where are the silly moments that I used to live?
Where are my friends, my passions, my desires, my ambitions?

Did I awake to a nightmare?
No, it's just a dream within a dream.

I better get back to sleep.

Giovani Santos