18. Normality.

L continues to haunt me; in my dreams and in my waking life. At night I dream about meeting L face to face. I'm in a crowd and I see a hooded figure and I just know that it's L. I tap L on the shoulder and when L turns around it's always just the back of a hood. When I'm awake at work I'll be typing a brief but when I read it over I notice that parts of it drifts into an L type note that I don't remember writing. When I sleep I'll dream about being trapped in a place with lots of hallways and the walls are covered with notes. I'm running towards an exit trying to find a way out. During the day I'll leave work and end up walking past L's stop not even remembering how I got there.

Thanks dabe murphy!

When I lie in bed and close my eyes, I'm pulling a hood down to cover my face and I'm writing frantically gripping my pen as hard as I can afraid that if I don't write fast enough I'll forget the words in my head. When I open my eyes again, I'm tugging at a hoodie trying to get it off and realizing I'm wet because I'm drenched in sweat and ink.

I'm teetering on the brink of normality and I can't tell what is real and what is fake. When am I dreaming? When I'm awake? Or all the time?