Ahhh… what a dream.Weird—very weird. Why did I sell my red switch keyboard in that dream? I swear I had zero control. Whatever.
What's the time?Where's my phone? It was right beside my bed. Why is it not here?Oh wait… maybe my sister came to wake me up and took it. She's probably watching reels right now. I'm sure.
Nope—there it is, on the table.
Okay, let me check the time—Oh shit, it's 8:00 AM.
Dude, I have to go to college! And we have that test today… the one that carries internal marks for the semester. I need to hurry.Noooooooo.
Dad is definitely mad at me right now.I don't know why I just can't wake up early in the mornings. Every night I tell myself I'll sleep early the next day… and it never works. I try, but it just doesn't happen.
Maybe I really need to break my habit of playing games late at night. I try to stop, but I can't.Sometimes it feels like so many things are wrong with me.
I jumped out of bed like someone had pressed a panic button inside my brain. My mind was racing faster than my legs, which honestly weren't racing at all — more like wobbling forward, half-asleep, half-alive.
I grabbed my towel, my clothes, my bag… basically everything except my confidence. That was still sleeping on the pillow.
As I rushed toward the bathroom, I caught my reflection in the mirror and whispered, "Dude… how are you?"The mirror didn't answer. Probably confused. Can't blame it.
I brushed my teeth like I was speed-running life, and my brain kept running commentary:Why am I like this? Why can't I wake up early? Why do I think I'm going to magically change every night? Why did I sell that red-switch keyboard—oh yeah, dreams. Dreams make me do nonsense.
By the time I got ready and sprinted to the kitchen, Dad was sitting there. Calm. Too calm. The dangerous kind of calm.
He looked at me once. Just once. That's all it took."Late again?"I opened my mouth to explain, but Dad raised one eyebrow — the universal sign for Don't even try.
I grabbed my bag and headed for the door. My heart was beating so fast it felt like it was trying to run ahead of me.
As I reached the gate, I thought, Today is the day everything changes.Then I remembered the test.Today is also the day everything collapses.
I plugged in my earphones. Music on. Brain still panicking.But somewhere under all that noise, a tiny voice whispered,"You'll be okay. You just need to start… somewhere."
And maybe today — even with all the chaos — was that 'somewhere'.