A BRIEF STOP NEAR OBLIVION Suddenly I’m awake. I sit bolt upright. Just where am I? It’s dark, very dark. I’m in a dense mental fog. Is it early morning or did I just fall asleep? Was I deep in a dream that has quickly washed away, or am I still in it? And where in my lifespan is this? Am I alive? -- the ridiculous thought whips by. Why the uncertainty, the anxiety? Is it just the dream that has caused bewilderment? Am I still who I was, but who, exactly is that?
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