Whispers of a Night Gone Wrong

Last night, I dreamt the moon was setting in the west, like it was just another sunset.
It felt strange, almost like the world had flipped upside down.
As I opened my eyes, I wondered if my tired mind was playing tricks again or if somewhere out there, reality had shifted overnight.
Living this monotonous routine makes me crave something different—maybe even impossible dreams like that moon setting where it shouldn’t.