Between sleep and awake

I’m sitting in the car, this time a passenger. The sun warms my arm, pulling me into that state between sleep and awake. Music plays quietly in the background with songs seeming to jump forward or a vague recollection of being listened to. Scenery changes, towns pass in a haze. A sensation of travelling through time and space more enveloping than any other. An awareness of time and motion despite my diminished consciousness that is more complete than sitting, staring, watching the scenery go by.

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