PrologueGood morning! Did you sleep well last night? Did you recoup all the energy you need to seize the day ahead?! Are you ready to accomplish everything you set out to do today? Are you finally going to be an adult?! ...Or did you wake up feeling like today's peak performance might be a little less than it used to be, the weight of the world just a little more suffocating than it was last night (when you were confidently plotting your way to the top at work- which you don't really care for and the job doesn't exactly pay the bills, but hey, we all gotta do something, right)? Don't you just want to go back to bed and turn it all off again, shed that weight and hide away in a dream where even the assholes who reach out about your vehicle's extended warranty can find you? Me too, but as a famous song once said, "boy, you're gonna carry that weight a long time."
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Dreams are funny though, they can be a lot of different things to different people. Ask a neurologist and they'll tell you that dreams are the brain's way of creating memories out of sensory data we've collected throughout the day (boring, but probably true); ask a preacher and they may say it's God's encrypted messaging system; ask Reddit and they'll argue about racism and who is allowed in which bathrooms. Something almost everyone can agree on though, is that dreams are safe (I'm not talking to the sleep paralysis crowd here, that unseen presence is getting closer with every episode, and you know that's bad news). Still, there are some that think dreams are glimpses into other realities, and when we sleep, our consciousness can skim whatever veil exists between our world and others. Tantalizing, right? No evidence, just raw, "I want that to be true!"
Obligatory, "Be careful what you wish for..." This is the story of how I broke the world.