Have you ever had one of those dreams that are so realistic that you don’t realize its a dream until you wake up? Yeah, had one of those this morning, but now I can’t remember it… Made me wonder though (and not for the first time…), what if Life itself is nothing but a dream –albeit extremely vivid– that I’m just waiting to wake up from? What if this entire existence is nothing but a figment of my unconscious mind?

A tad bit deeper, what if this entire existance is a figment of someone else’s unconscious mind? What if I’m just a character in someone else’s dream? What will happen to me when they wake up? Will I continue, waiting within their mind until they start to dream again, or will I cease to exist? Or perhaps I exist in a state of suspended animation while they go about their daily life, and pick up right where I left off when they sleep again…