Is This Reality?

My imagination is making my daydreams too real. They used to be an escape, a fantasy; now they're becoming a nightmare, something that I don't want, something I want to get away from and shut out. Never before had there been a time in the shower while daydreaming that I wished for it to stop and rushed to get out. The feeling this time was too real. The shaking of my body, starting with my hands.. The breathing, coming too fast.. The runny nose.. The need to sneeze.. The dry throat, begging for a drink.. The one tear that almost fell.. It was like I was crying, but I wasn't. It wasn't real, but it felt like it.