I couldn't sleep at 3 AM. Slowly I began to lose conciousness in short bursts ,The thing is, I wouldn't call it sleeping more like nodding off. I started to dream in these short bursts and it was the same dream over and over again with only minor changes. My dreams followed the same format that night, I woke up in the dream I went down stairs and either began to make oatmeal, coffee or talked to one of my family members. The only difference in some of the dreams was the length and activity I was doing. I dreamt like this for a while, waking up and checking the clock thinking about just giving up trying to sleep and just beggining the day instead.
Eventually I did, eventually I got up and went down stairs... it took me a while to figure if I was in a dream or not: maybe I still am.
It's not like this is re first time this has happened, for a while I would sleep on the bus ,while I was in school, or in class and dream about doing the rest of my day. I found myself slipping, I would read clocks not for the time but to make sure I wasn't dreaming. It's a strange feeling, a quiet and cold one.