There is an exit here.

Fly to the land of dreams and nightmares.

Smile brightly as a score of dogs take hold of all four of your limbs with their cannibal fangs, ripping you apart. Smile as you get into the wrong car and become separated from the one you love. Smile as you climb into your favorite person's back yard and discover it isn't a yard at all, but a field. Smile while in your dream you realize you are straight. Smile as the four of them enchant you. Smile as you run from the cops outside a medieval castle. Smile while you kill your family and regret it.

There is no solace in sleep.

Smile because it is all you can do weather you are dreaming or not. Smile for the ones worse off than you and laugh for the ones fucking you over.