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epitome of incomprehensibility
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I press against my bedroom window to see the tiny numerous dots in the sky. Is that the Little Dipper? I focus on it, tilt my head, try to analyze its shape and what's around it, but then the sky whirls around the stars in circles, fast-forwarding the zodiac.
Maybe if I blink, if I focus better, it will stop. But the stars just turn to cloudy white shapes, like the illusory lights you get when you rub your eyes in the dark. I'm falling, fainting.
And then I'm in bed, awake, still wondering why that happened: going crazy? losing consciousness? But I'm alive and okay, that was a dream, and in a dream you don't need reasons.
(I still try to find connections to real-world things. Maybe here it's the feeling I can't control things... That's a vague, boring answer. Usually there's some connection to a specific experience. But! There was a time two weeks ago when I stared up at stars and an optical illusion was involved. So this is just a scarified version of starry_night. I will go and write that.)
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