The Myth Of A Dream

The Myth Of A Dream

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It's on a cold winter day, that you turn off your television. You stand up from the chair and you go upstairs. Tired from work, you quickly step into bed. In bed, you fall asleep, to get some rest for the next day.

A Dream

A loud singing bird wakes you up. You open your eyes. The bird flies away into the distance, as you go sit in your bed. Confused you look around you, scratching your head.

"Where am I?" You ask yourself.

You do know that wherever you are, you are not in your bedroom anymore.

"How can this be?"

The walls of the room where you are in look old.. strange.. Another singing bird gets your attention. You look outside.

"Huh..?"

"The sunlight outside the window looks white.." You think.

You can't believe what you see. You close your eyes, thinking you see it wrong. When you open your eyes again, the sunlight outside is still white.

"Ah, of course. I must be sleeping." You think.

"This is a dream."

"I will close my eyes and fall asleep. When I wake up again, all will be normal."

You decide that that must be it and so you go lay down on the bed to fall asleep again.

The Awakening

In a shock you open your eyes and look next to you.

"I hear no beep. Did I forget to set the timer?!"

You notice that there is no timer, nor table where you've put the timer on. You are still in the same old room. And outside the window is still the white sunlight. You come to the conclusion that this is not a dream, but you still can't believe what you see.

You decide to step out of bed and take a look around in the room.

"How did I get here?" You ask yourself.

And again.. you ask yourself where you are.. Totally confused you look first around the room and then you look outside the window. Now standing up, you see that outside the building there are trees. Between the trees and the building where you are in, there is a field of grass. As you walk towards the window, it becomes clear to you that the building where you are in, not even sure what it is, is surrounded by a forest and the building is in the middle of an open field of grass. Again you look at the white sunlight.. Eventhough, you now know that this is not a dream.. it still looks like.. like a dream.. like.. a myth.. like..

The Myth Of A Dream