Ship of Thesaurus

The chill had set in, not like a visitor but as a long lost friend. Retaking its place amidst the chaos that was burning inside. What was it about the atmosphere that seemed so familiar, like Déjà vu? Nothing made sense anymore, nothing looked out of the ordinary, yet there I was standing in the middle of it all. Was it only a dream? Or a nightmare? Had I fallen into one of those sleep paralysis? I knew for a fact that I was aware of my surroundings. Of all the dreams I've dreamt, woken up to, or had been interrupted by my alarm, this didn't feel right.  I did what any logical person in a horror movie would do and started exploring. One step at a time, right foot first, followed by the left. I didn't know what my destination would be, or what I would come across, I knew the answer lay ahead of me, no matter how far that was. Then it happened again, I woke up with a start, feeling exhausted, drenched in sweat. It had been the third time that I failed to procure it. The third...

The days seem to have no end at all. Make of it what you will, but this is how it's been for ages. We all wake up to our normal selves, or what we think is our normal self. It's funny how many tricks our mind plays on us, at every second, every minute, every hour. These are not just any tricks mind you, but the ones that often question your sanity. Questions, questions, questions, we ask them all. Will this day have an end? Will our lives have any meaning? Will the world be a better place to live? Okay. I admit, the last question is not something we all ask on a daily basis because our minds are so preoccupied with figuring out how to make through 24 hours that nothing beyond seems worth questioning. 24 hours, to most people, are more than enough to make it through the day; get their work done, eat, rest up. However, these people may never have experienced how quickly time flies, how for some, sparing an hour or two is a luxury they can't afford.  What is it about 24 hours ...