As I struggled I realized it was of no use. I waited. It feels like days were passing in my windowless room as a laid there, still completely unaware as to where I was and how I got there.
I could feel my self drifting in and out. I was so tired, and my side continued to throb from the burn.
I finally allowed myself to succumb to the pure exhaustion I was feeling, and quickly drifted to sleep.
I was dreaming. A very real, lucid dream. Like a has woken up a week earlier.
I got the notification on my phone. It was Max. We were a solid match. Our profile had been completely synchronized almost down to a T. Dog lovers, coffee drinkers, working out, traveling, and hiking.
"What's up Jessica? Would you want to meet up tonight!" Was the notification that streamed across my phone screen.
I got excited and messaged back immediately saying, "of course! When and where?!"
I quickly jump up, start getting ready as I waited for a message.
"I'll pick you up at 8!"
It was already 7pm so I quickly started rushing around gathering what I needed and getting ready. Curling my hair, brushing my teeth, a slight touch of make up.
8pm came quickly. The notification screeched through "I'm here".
As in my dream, I watched my self walk through the door. And my eyes opened as the door shut.