Unexpecting the Unreal

I believe to myself that these past 3 months...I was in a dream away from the reality world. And when I was somewhat just snapped back into reality... It's like that feeling when you wake up from a really sweet dream and you wish you were asleep again to continue it. But along with that feeling, you have the feeling that you're somewhat crushed that you couldn't tell between the dream and reality. I suppose that's how I feel right now. Crushed and shocked...confused? At least, I bothered to ask just to make sure...after 3 months? Great job, Michelle...But still, at least I spoke up...or else it could have been longer and I swear...I feel I wish it was real...at the same time, I'm glad I did speak up and snap out of reality... How pointless of a depression before. But luckily, I'm taking it neutral right now.

I already vented out all my craziness last night. But now I have a reason ... well ... assuming ... it's logical, hopefully, the right reason. But I'll keep with that thought right now, because it's the most and only logical thing right now to me in reality.