Nevertheless, she has trouble believing that it really happened to hear, because she doesn't remember the event itself. She keeps experiencing that state when we wake in the morning and try in vain to recall the dream of the night before. Or the other way around, as though everything is a dream from which she will wake at any moment. As though, she's imprisoned in someone else's dream.
From Semezdin Mehmoodinovic's My Heart.
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