There’s something peculiar about the way us human beings sleep. For one, haven’t you ever found it odd that no matter how long you sleep, after waking up, the hours you’ve spent snoozing always seem merely a blink.
Where, does our conscious mind floats to during all those hours?
I’ve never been one to question the secrets of the universe and the workings of the human brain and body. In fact, I had never been interested in the sciences because naturally, I’m a person who doesn’t take notice of nature and her workings.
But lately, nature herself was taking a toll on me, and I had begun to question not only her invisible hands that spun the thread of fate and destiny, but the reality that I was experiencing itself.
Tired of my own thoughts, I pried my eyes open.
Had it been a dream or a
