daydreaming vol.1: replication

Sometimes when I sleep during the day in the middle of the crowds, somewhere else, other times, I wake up as someone else somewhere. I saw astonished people, seemingly wise, very ignorant, full-bodied, ignorant, and troubled, all wandering like spirits, lost in their thoughts. Without asking where he is, what happened for a moment, who am I !? I continue, I go, I go