I Live with Obsession

Awakened in the early morning, the touch was real, the time was normal - I thought I was awake. But the stars outside the window were distorting, and the woman in gray robe appeared inexplicably and called my name. I thought it was a nightmare until I fell in layer by layer and realized that each layer was peeling off myself. That hamster is the only warmth I hold in my dream. But it also seems to be a burden. When he died, my heart was filled with confusion. But the me who was going through levels in the dream didn't know this. She was just brave for me.