Somewhere someone once said, 'Everything happens for a reason.' People can take that saying and twist it to mean all of these different things. For many though, it's not just a saying used for comfort, to many it's much, much more. It's a belief, it's a religion, it's a promise. They hope and rely on the universe to provide them with an ending that is reasonable. People believe we deserve reason. What have we done to be worthy of such a thing?
Everything may happen for a reason but doesn't believing in such a thing change our, so called, destiny? It makes sense that the more we dwell on letting the universe take charge the less we worry, and the worse our future gets. I'm not one to say though, I'm merely a boy lost in reality hoping for everything to indeed work out. I'm sure you can probably guess why I'm lost. Yes that's right, a girl.
"No. Seriously, what's up with dreams"
"You won't ever know if you are dreaming the dream or if the dream is dreaming you, right?"
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So she thought the dreams mean nothing. After all, if the "something" was inconsistent, it would be safer to assume "nothing", right? Living in a "reality" of what was actually illusions, she could only trust herself to know the truth.
What will happen when the truth reveals itself? What will happen when she realise that she, herself, is nothing more than a dream too?
[probably will never complete so I'll mark it as completed]