“Official truths are often powerful illusions”

This morning when I awoke in our barren dorm room, I felt a calling to the window. A midst my half-awake stupor, I stumbled to the window to look out across the courtyard. Much to my disbelief, I saw you laying there, basking in the sun, wearing your green Of Montreal shit and dark sweatpants that are 2 sizes too large. I ran to 305 to share my visions. By the time I returned to our window, you were gone. 

And now Im questioning wether I actually saw you or not in the first place.