...and the world is still turning.

So about a week ago, right before I left home, the third full week in a row out of town for work, I had to reassemble the constellation of planks responsible for getting our clothes dry in time...

...If I keep this up, and I don't count the time spent sleeping, for the rest of my entire life, I will only have around 7 years to spend with the person I really want to spend the next 60, or hopefully more, with.

But that's not the strangest thing about this universe where we grind up and roast all kinds of beans and seeds just so the resultant deconstructed wireframes of molecules will tickle different parts of our tongues, on this bubble of air and earth in a seemingly infinite nothingness...

What really is the strangest, is the fact we seem to be constructed in a way that makes us perceive time to be flowing in one direction. As if we were flowing down a tube, through a one-way valve.

What if time really was going in the other direction, and we were doing everything in reverse? Would we even know?

What if the ultimate fate of the universe, is to be compressed into a little dot of light and we have been busy constructing as much as possible to fit into the tiniest space? What if the universe we think we know, is just a zip file being decompressed, and the last thing we can remember is what we are currently experiencing, and that is of the zip file being compressed.

But even stranger, what if you could escape this dream... snap out of it completely, and not in a ashes-to-ashes-bones-to-dust-sort-of-fashion, because that's happening anyways, err.. where you came from (albeit through a very elaborate labyrinth of molecule-reverse-waterfall-roller-coasters) but what if while all of this was happening, a little vapor of your self-aware-essence could condensate in some sort of parallel place, induced by a magic combination of thoughts... Another universe, separate, decoupled, completely isolated from everything that could exist here... save for in the induced vibration, the escape of some magic combination of thoughts...?

A new place, where there are no wooden clothes horses and no washing... where things never have to go bad so you can appreciate the good times, but where you can still appreciate everything you're not missing...