index | archives | notes | reviews | FAQ Saturday, May. 01, 2004 | 4:39 p.m. [Glass Eyes] I was looking at my reflection in the mirror, as I sometimes do. I was looking at my eyes wondering Where on earth did I go wrong? I tried to scream and it was when no sound came out that I realized I was dreaming. After that I woke up three more times. When I finally felt the cotton of my comforter, the sweat on my forehead, I sat in silence and stillness listening to my heart beat reassuring myself that this one was real. The problem is that before I woke up, they all felt real too. For all I know, I am still dreaming. << | N | >> whatiscopyright.org