It's good, isn't it?

The feeling of craving for something, hungry for something and feel something is delicious and not tasteless in your mouth.

The feeling of forgetting everything and just enjoy a meaningless day with an unknowing joy.

The feeling, of scaring. Afraid of waking up. Afraid of using brain again. Using the heart again.

The feeling that so long ago, when an eight year old little girl asked herself which is the fastest way to go to heaven.

She's waking up. Don't know how. But she need to wake up before everything and everyone left her with regrets only.

It's good. It's OK. To wake up.