Nothing

There was nothing, when I fell asleep. Just a white borderless landscape. No definitive horizon. No concepts. No contradictions.

When I woke up, a whole new world had been invented. There were traffic jams all over my body. Colourful crowds sang and fought with the same intensity. Mountains grew up, opening holes in the sky. These holes hurt. Then, it rained.

And all I wanted was to sleep again.