Sleep Talker Part 2

This Saturday.
The young man of 23 years of age looked in the mirror.
He sees the suit and tie he has on.
He is dressed, but forgets where his next destination is.
He runs through many possible answers in his head.
Maybe he is going.
To work ? No he doesn’t work.
To a religious entity ? No he prefers to pray amoung himself.
To a spend time with friends ?
No because he had none.
With all the strikes.
He gets sadden.
Sweat dripping down his forehead.
His palms are moistened,
both feets are numb.
He is woken by a cold breeze circulating through his bedroom.
Perplexed, he realizes It was only a dream.

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