[ WP ] Each time you sleep , you wake up in a world where an incident in your life did or did not not happen and vice versa . Then one day you awake to a completely different version of reality .

`` Oh. Well fuck me. I need to get tired again NOW.'' 
 
 Even before I could rub my eyes I knew my `` life'' had gone awry. The question was, how different is this reality? How bad is it? And WHAT THE FUCK DID OR DID NOT HAPPEN?! I've woken up before with an eye-patch, with a missing finger or scar. But there was no way in... whatever, that I had ever woken up off-planet before, let alone as an apparent ruler of that planet. 
 
 Apparently my outburst alerted some servants who entered my enormous chambers with a breakfast spread on fine dining platters. I may have noticed that they were n't wearing any clothes if I could have taken my eyes off of their forehead-eyes. 
 
 Once they left, I looked again out of the large window out at this new terrain where I found myself. The colors were mind-numbing to the point that I almost left the room to go explore. My hand on the door jolted me back to... reality? 
 
 I began the ritual, but with such a stark new reality, it was hard to concentrate. `` No one you know is here. Your husband is not here. Your children are not here. Sleep, and perhaps they will return.'' 
 
 I locked the door, pulled the blinds closed, and began cycling through my yoga poses. 
 
 To no avail. 
 
 I sat in darkness for a long time. Noises from the outside continued to call to me. For exploration. For adventure. 
 
 For life. 
 
 I wrestled with my thoughts until one clear one broke through. 
 
 `` I want to FEEL!'' 
 
 I unlocked the door and ran outside. Servants beckoned to me in a foreign tongue I did not take the time to appreciate or heed. And this was my greatest, and most freeing mistake. For as I burned in the sun too hot for my un-evolved skin I chuckled and murmured quietly, `` On to the next sunrise.''
