When you wake up from a dream only to realise that it had not been a dream but actually your real life. My head moved to the side, hiding away from the thick rays of the sun, the last kick of the dying horse as the sun was about to kick the bucket.
My eyes peeled open only to close, my mind hazy, not sure where I was.
The cool breeze kissed my skin, leaving it sensitive and tingly. I groaned, my body relaxing against the bed, with it feeling so at ease. I was comfortable and relaxed having me close my eyes again.
The sound of water crushing hard was all that was being heard, the wind whistling by my ear having me sigh. I lay there, seconds turning into minute as I took it all in, not asleep but just drifting in a cloud of bliss. My eyes peeled open again, my head moving to watch the
