I Don't Wanna Wake Up

Sometimes,

A street, district, mountain or hill was before me, which was a little like the one I had ever been to.

Sometimes,

I would go to take a bus, or was in a bus where I could find a seat, though there were many passengers in it.

Sometimes,

I suddenly saw loins, or tigers, or elephants not far away from me, hearing their terrifying rumble sounds. But every time, I wasn't in any danger though it's really a breathless, sweating, and high rate of heart-beating moment.

Sometimes,

I was escaping from an anonymous killer, climbing over walls, jumping from high buildings like Spider-Man, without any injury.

Sometimes,

I met and was good at flirting with a strange girl, touching her body, feeling her warm, and a little shy love.

Sometimes...

The street, the district, the houses, the complex, the hotels, the roads, the river...

The passengers, the workers wearing their uniforms with a badge on the clothes, their faces, their appearance...

All seem to be kind of familiar.

"Hi, the way out the district is ahead," a woman's voice is coming from behind me.

I turned around. She is a woman I've met recently who is kind, considerate and hard-working.

"Thank you," I replied.

... but I opened my eyes, with a little regret that maybe it's a beginning of another nice story.