Whenever I fall asleep, I do it with ease. I have no trouble going to sleep and It has been like that for as long as I’ve known it. Ever since I was little I’ve wanted to become an astronaut and major in the studies of astronomy. And when I dream they support that, I imagine myself in a space station with three other astronauts expanding human knowledge with our research. I would say this is normal behavior for a person but this same dream reoccurs every night. Every time I go to bed I’m back in the same position in the dream I left off the night prior, doing tasks for my fellow teammates and recording data for home base. It’s almost as if I’m living a double life in my own head space.Then the night I had woken up in my brother’s room occurred, and the situation in my head space had changed. I was doing my usual routine of taking care of the sanitation of the station until something had caused our orbit around earth to be affected and we began to drift off into space. I’m not sure how it was possible if the strong gravitational pull around Earth kept the station in place so whatever was pulling us away from that orbit must’ve been something beyond human knowledge. The three others on the station tried their best to do what they could to stop the station in its tracks so we wouldn’t drift off any further but nothing would appeal. We were quickly getting farther from Earth and nobody knew what to do or what was happening to suddenly cause this. Before I could find out what else had happened I had been woken up by Marcelo yelling at me to “STOP IT” and there I was staring at him right beside his bed. I couldn’t recall anything that had happened prior but all I knew in the moment was that Marcelo was terrified of me.Ever since that night my dreams of being a normal astronaut had been lost. Every night I go to bed I’m stuck in the same situation and I’m not sure exactly what to do. It has become nightmares at this point and I fear that if I ever do become an astronaut in the future, this exact scenario will play out. It’s as if my own headspace is warning me of becoming an astronaut and I don’t know why. I never asked for this treatment, why do I have to deal with this? Why do I have to put my brother through so much terror? I want to understand what’s going on and I want to know now. But I’m afraid it’s true, I do taste the newly wedded burrow of insanity.