Dreams.

I sleep little and rarely. But deeply. And my dreams are short, but wild.
So today I have a dream where I'm working playing poker on the computer. Wait before you say "ew." At some point, I feel a ray of light through my eyelids, realize that I'm dreaming, and that this is the final dream, and I'll probably wake up now. But the dream doesn't end! It gets interesting =) It's such a fine line when you realize you're asleep; I'm afraid to break it. One half of my brain is in the game, and I've seemingly decided to see the dream through. But then the other half kicks in, which suddenly feels an urgent need to know what time it is. Stupid head, why on earth does it matter!
The game suddenly becomes boring, but there are plenty of chips, and I still don't want to wake up. A simply brilliant thought occurs: "I need to check the time on the computer. Right here in the dream." Like killing two birds with one stone. Okay, I start looking for the time on the computer. As you might guess, for some reason it suddenly wasn't there.
My brain got upset. But immediately generated another idea: "I should post on ХВ and then check the timestamp of the post." Brilliant! Since searching for the time has become the common thread through the dream, I diligently carry out the plan without stopping my poker game. I don't remember what I wrote, some kind of nonsense. Naturally, according to the laws of the genre, a very predictable result occurs: there is no time. It vanished. My brain hit a dead end and refuses to come up with any more options.
The search for time turned into an obsession; it suddenly became very important to me. Therefore, after thinking it over and weighing everything, I regretfully decide to wake up.
And finally, a thought no less brilliant than the previous two:
"Now I need to go all-in with all my chips, and if I win—I'll enjoy the victory, and if not—I'll wake up with a clear conscience and be happy about finding the time." I won and woke up

Just stopped by to share the dream :) Good morning