Waking up

I had weird and very realistic dreams last night. This morning I threw on my bathrobe and went barefoot outside to feel the ground, the wet grass the chill of the morning on my feet. I needed this to wake up fully, to transport myself to the reality, to make sure that it was all only a dream.

It always takes me a while to wake up properly, to cross over from night to day, to be fully present. But sometimes I also need a reassurance that the dreams were only dreams. That this here is real.