Silence crept up to my ears that night and I shivered as a cool breeze swept over my back. Lying on my comfortable bed, I nudged my head into the pillow as sleep took over me.
In my subconscious state, I probed around, looking for clues within myself, asking myself, if life was worth it.
There came no answer, an unspoken silence that, maybe, life was nothing but a little bleep of existence to me; humans and all alike.
My eyes immediately opened, trying to force my sub-conscious out of the reality I was in. I broke into a cold sweat and a terrible headache overwhelmed me. I tried to use my hands to subdue the pain but to no avail, the shockwaves kept sweeping through my brain. I tried to scream to relieve the pain, though I did not know whether I did, for the pain numb my senses.
My sense of time and space were lost amidst the confusion around me. It sped up and slowed, like high and low tides of the ocean.
Soon all things converged into a singularity; I was no longer myself… I drifted among the planes of existence and there I found that life had no meaning. Rather, it was a basket of eggs.
