The dream is over.
The moment that your 18th birthday passes, you wake up to a whole new universe.
Your old life was a dream you were having, the climax most likely in high school graduation.
But dreams don’t last forever.
Now I’m awake. And I’m alone in a strange place. A place where nothing I really liked or cared about or even just thought about means anything. It’s a place where it’s so hard to find someone who I can open up to about myself.
But at the same time...
The dream may be over, but it’s not the dream you look forward to in the day, is it? It’s what you do when you’re awake after it.
So wake up, Jeffrey.
Wake up and really, truly, start your life.
I don’t... I don’t think I’m scared anymore.