I stranded somewhere new today,
stranded a place with tall walls decorated with tons of flowers, pictures and art decorations.
It seemed that this very place was something quite unreal,
while staying a part of my world, a place, I could not understand or explain.
I stayed for a while,
only to figure out why the new place somehow seemed familiar.
I found I had visited the place before,
not while being awake but while sleeping.
It all started to make sense to me,
It was the place I had been stock at for years in my late night dreams.
The dream I could not control or interrupt,
the dream whom kept me dreaming until it let me wake up.
Only this was not a dream,
it was the day I had been dreaming of.