TOO EARLY, BUT NOT...

Some nights I simply don't sleep well, and a good portion of my sleep time (at least it seems like a good portion to me) is spent immersed in scenarios that are like worlds apart from the one I know, interacting with people I've never seen in my entire life. In fact, there are times when, in these strange dreams, I'm not even "Jesús Linares" but someone else entirely. Other times things are a bit "more normal" (if you can call it that), and I feel like I'm in my own time and place, but many of the people who appear in my dreams are dead, and I'm not talking about dreams that inspire fear, terror, or pain, no. The truth is, it's usually simple, everyday events that happen in these dreams. But certainly, when I have these nights, it's common for me to wake up the next morning feeling somewhat disoriented, perhaps a little sullen, or even withdrawn. So, generally, what I do is go out for a walk and take some photos until my mind "synchronizes" with reality. However, it often happens that the streets themselves surprise me a bit when I'm like this. For example, the day I took these photos, I thought it would be too early to go out, but it turned out that it wasn't; the town was even "excessively" active and awake. So, I walked around thinking that maybe I was still dreaming, because there was more activity than I expected, and I got so engrossed in that thought that I even stopped responding to some of the greetings from people passing by; I ended up hearing things like: "He woke up like this today," "He seems lost today," or "He's just focused on taking photos"...