I am dreaming. The content is just darkness. My name is Dexter Trowel. I have no family. No friends. I work my 9-5 in a disinterested manner. I go in, do the job, head home. Repeat. At the moment I am resting in my bed. It is about six in the morning according to my body clock and as usual I am even bored in my sleep. I have no purpose enough money to last me through retirement. Which is weird to say the least as I am only 21 years of age. I accomplished this through absolutely no interest in my current life whatsoever. Money, cars, women, they all seem redundant. Even the fresh air of nature seems stale. I just am. Existing without any purpose or desire. So dead inside that my breathing seems bored.
And then suddenly I wake up to find everything floating. My house in pieces. Me somehow still in my bed wrapped up in a cocoon of blankets staring into an abyss. I look over the headboard to find earth gone. Even the core was elongated and moving rapidly behind the billions of people trailing in the path of destruction.
"That's different" Dexter sighs. "At least I took a shower last night." He takes out a toothbrush and wets it on a passing stream of water. "Good thing I'm paranoid. If I hadn't kept toothpaste under the pillow I could have died with bad breath....I wonder if that water was sanitary?" I think as I start brushing my teeth. I take a sip of water from my water bottle and spit it hits right into the face of a passerby by accident. "Oops my bad!"
The guy stops screaming and wipes his face with his shirt. He looks at me incredulously and says "Bro are you brushing your teeth right now? Are you not aware of what happening?!"
I look at him puzzled and ask " We are....about to die???"
He exclaims "AND YOU ARE BRUSHING YOUR TEETH!!!!"
I ask "Do you want some or...."
"Screw this I can't take anymore" and promptly starts swimming away towards the black hole in space.
Funny guy.