"what are you thinking"
"Its late."
"To late?."
"Never to late."
I rolled my head over at my alarm clock. It displayed the time in big red blocks.
Canti shook his head slowly in the corner. "Obsessive, truly grotesque."
"What is?"
"Time. Just the offspring of humanity's obsession with death."
I looked at him then turned my head back at the time.
"But I have to wake up."
I rested my head back.
light glinted off of Canti's round glasses.
"But you haven't finished your dream"
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