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– I woke up this morning from a deep, intense sleep. I opened my eyes. I looked around the room. And there, half-awake, half-asleep, a sudden sense of panic took ahold of me. I couldn't remember the names of the things around me. I saw my alarm clock on the nightstand. And I knew what it was. But the words wouldn't come to me. The word 'nightstand' either. I knew what the curtain was, floating there gently in the breeze. But I couldn't conjure up the word curtain, or the words morning breeze. Slowly, the panic subsided. I lay there, looking up at the nameless world. I felt animal-like. The whole room felt like it was a part of me. I was curtain and alarm clock and bedspread and morning breeze. I was there, and I was here. Everything became fluid and I surrendered to the oneness of ten thousand things. But then, I heard a siren outside in the distance and I thought: Siren. And the names of things came back, like a wave crashing over me. Then I got up and made coffee.