This morning I woke up really angry.

I felt furious and frustrated and wound up.

And nothing had actually happened.

I didn’t fight all night long, I wasn’t in a situation where people challenged me.

There were no personal attacks, and there was no blaming.

No real interactions.

I was angry because of a dream that I couldn’t remember 20 seconds after opening my eyes.

My body was angry.

My mind was fucked up.

I got up and cursed for no reason, hated my neighbors for working in their garden on Sunday, shouted at my male cat for asking me for breakfast, and when I looked in the bathroom mirror, I saw the face of an angry person.

The anger was real.

The sensation was 100% convincing.

Yet nothing happened.

I was just lost in my mind.

You see, we talk about ‘daydreaming’ like that’s a thing we do apart from and besides living.

But we don’t realize that we’re ALWAYS daydreaming.

We’re dreaming our way through life, from moment to moment.

It’s all mentally produced and created.

We’re lost in thought almost as soon as we open our eyes in the morning, and far into our sleep that night.

Whatever we believe is happening to us: that’s dreaming.

Not the kind we do when we’re in bed with our eyes closed at night, but also EXACTLY that kind.

Have you ever felt almost sick about something you would have to do the following week?

Have you been lost in sadness when you had the thought that life would never be any better than this?

Have you been elated on your birthday, when you recognized the present right through the wrapping paper?

Have you been worried about a person because they didn’t respond to your texts, without even knowing why there was no communication?

Have you been excited about an upcoming vacation?

Did you ever feel amazing and unstoppable when you were in love and the object of your desire smiled at you… in your mind?

Have you been frustrated because of something that happened in traffic?

Did you ever feel, well, did you ever feel, and believe, and have human experiences?

Yes?

It’s all dreaming.

In a way.

It’s all being lost in the story our mind is telling us.

And we feel that.

It really feels real.

Just like the dreams we have at night.

Our minds make it feel that way.

Every day, all day.

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