Too many ways to accomplish one thing. Too many roads to the same goal. Just pick one thing and be it, instead of shimmering a different afterimage every millisecond. Wake up, wake up, get your head out of the clouds, there’s a real world out there to deal with. Or will you drink from your poisoned cup of regret and fall into a dreamless sleep forever? Shit, you might as well. It’s so much work to pick your own future, after all. Go watch some TV, things won’t get worse while you doze, right?
Wake the fuck up, she’s bringing the storm.
Or is this Sleeping Beauty being rescued?