Breathing nonsense

I am staring outside my window. sitting in a bed that my 'parents' have labeled mine. I wish I understood what was happening I wish I had my memory back. but the only thing I can control right now is me staring out the window. it's nice the sunset, I mean. the sky gets darker and darker every passing second... I wish I was a cloud thats what i think as I look up to them. look at them in all their glory. no worry they have the get build up and fly only to fall maybe I already am a cloud. maybe I'm just telling myself that. I sigh. I can't sit here all day. but to be honest the world scares me. with my memories taken, I never know what to expect. I had a dream the other night that dragons and serpents and wear wolf's weren't real. what a strange ge dream it was too. but I almost wish for that world. a world with no dangers that those. I miss being in a coma. I remember it in a way. it was dark and quiet and empty but it was also ... peaceful. oh well. I lay down in my bed staring at the ceiling as I close my eyes. goodnight