what dream?

For 24 years I've been asleep, My whole life I've been a dreamwalker drifting from one dream to the next. My feet never on the ground, My head always in the clouds, My heart always on my sleeve. Now I'm slowly wakeing, beginning to see the world around me Everything is moving, Everywhere there is a noise a busy hum of real people living their lives, I am letting go of my dreams. And maybe now i can start living.