When the present speaks into the future

Today is the future.

I've had this sick feeling in the pit of my stomach, it never left.
I had the feeling like I had been here before... but that's impossible time is moving forward. Unless there is something that I do not know about, which could be likely seeing as how I cheated my way through science.
As I sat in my car, thinking about the last 24 hours and the turns that have happened. I remember I have been here before. A year ago today, I was having the same exhausting day, the same type of day where all I wanted to do was scream because maybe then something would come about that I predicted. The sound that would leave my body could quite possibly be the only thing that I would have control of.

One year today, I wrote this.

"I mention this story because we sometimes forget what we are designed for and why. We are allowed to feel emotions. But we are also allowed to let things go.

I want to Exist.

But I want more than just existing.

Stag.nant.

soul

it's time"


 

One year ago today, I had the same thought and voiced it without even knowing I said the same thing 365 days ago. "When it rains, it pours."

I have been here before.

And I will be here again, my questions stands:

Am I Wide awake?
or
Am I still sleeping?