I woke up to a really different world. But it was the kind of world I had dreamed of. Everyone minded their own business; no pollution, and it smelled like freshly cut grass. There were no human sounds, only the chirping of birds. Electric cars from various brands filled the streets. There were tall buildings with different kinds of plants on every floor. The city didn’t use concrete; instead, glass formed the ground beneath you, creating a whole ecosystem right under your feet. People consumed only natural resources.
I walked around a bit and entered a coffee shop. It was green and smelled heavenly. I looked at the menu, and what did I find? Syrups—strawberry fermented, blueberry fermented, tropical fermented, and apple extract. There were also a few types of milk. Since my favorite drink is chocolate milk, I ordered it, and surprisingly, they didn’t ask for money. I didn’t really mind. It came in a pottery cup, and when I took a sip, it wasn’t the usual chocolate milk. It tasted very, very bitter. I asked the waiter, “Excuse me, what’s inside this milk?” The waiter replied with a robotic sound, “Back. To. Reality.”