That was there to be read between the lines in the short note I wrote at the end of this poem piece I posted a few weeks ago. https://medium.com/write-under-the-moon/dreaming-of-friends-and-lovers-on-the-astral-plane-b0dee028fed4

This is that note if you don't want to click on, but I hope you will. "Lately, I have awakened feeling I am not where I went to sleep — not in my home for the past three years. I feel I am somewhere else, with friends and lovers, alive and passed away, I call out to them silently, and then I slowly return to this plane, as hypnopompic space fades away. That’s all I have to say today."