I don't know if the same goes for everyone, but there are moments when it would feel like I just snapped out of a dream. Be it while walking in the middle of a crowded city or riding the train, I'll feel a sudden panic and I would need to look at my hands and touch them just to reassure myself that I'm real. That everything is real. Moments like that somehow give me hope. They make me look forward to the days when everything's starting to make sense, when little dreams are finally starting to come true and I would suddenly have one of those attacks. I imagine I would stop, look at my hands and touch them, then I would smile to myself, having been reassured that, yes, everything is finally real.
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