Dream State

Bill looked around the small study room.  He closed his quantum physics book and grimaced.  That grimace quickly flipped into a bemused grin as he looked at Cherie.  “This stuff hurts my head.”

Cherie matched his bemused smile with one of her own.  “It’s supposed to.  It’s how everything in the universe works.”

“It doesn’t have to be that way,” Bill said pointing at the book.

“Okay Einstein, what do you think is happening?”

“What happens if this is all one big simulation or even a dream?”

“A dream?”  She knocked on the table.  “Seems a pretty solid dream.”

“No really, pretend I am the only being in the universe.”

Cherie sat back and crossed her arms.  “Then what am I, chopped liver?”

“You would be a figment of my imagination.”

“With all my personal problems you have one fucked up imagination.”

“I never said I wasn’t a sicko,” Bill said.  “I would need everything to keep me as sane as possible though.  Otherwise, I would be a real whack job.”

“I think your dream isn’t working too well if that’s the case.”

“Thanks for the vote of confidence.”

“I’m here for you.  Or maybe not since I don’t exist.”

“Hey, I said it was just a theory.”  He put his book in his backpack.  “Till the next time I see you.”

Cherie shook her head.  “I hope so, otherwise I wouldn’t exist.”

Bill laughed to himself as he left the room and closed the door.  He walked down the hallway daydreaming about his hypothesis.

Behind the door there was nothing.

 

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