“Expat”

A comforting dream about a friend with petty problems.
My eyes flutter open to reality.
I don’t recognize the room.
Even less the country.
My alarm is buzzing to some schedule I must have consciously agreed to.
Oh where am I?
More exactly, whose life am I in?
I was in a boring bubble filled with familiar faces,
Now I’m alone in a theme park.

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