Breathe. Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in. Breathe out. My eyes slowly begin to twitch awake. I’ve been here before. You see, Sleep paralysis is an Old friend to me. We are well acquainted, and where many find fear in her presence, I contrarily feel at rest. You see, I ask myself, what is there to fear really? See where many fear a lack of control, I see opportunity to lose control. Even if jus...