Ramblings of a tired mind

As I wander off to the land of dreams, I cannot help but wonder: what would it be like to never wake up? I fall asleep. Time goes by, there's no recollection of it, there is only emptiness, a dreaded sense of emptiness.

This emptiness that fills your mind at night is filling your soul as the days go by. Are you happy being social? Part of a culture? Part of anything? There is nothing, it is but a dream, an illusion. Your life is a sham, your mind is a sham, your soul is a sham. You are fake. You were never real and you shall never be, at this rate. Do something about it, be "you".