Mystery Lingers in the Quiet Night

Last night, I had this bizarre dream about cremating an unknown body.
No idea whose it was, just a silent, cold flame flickering in the dark.
Waking up felt strange—like I've been holding onto some unresolved mystery.
Sometimes I wonder if these dreams are hints or just my mind's way of escaping another monotonous day.
Living for small moments like chatting with friends online keeps me sane amid all this chaos.
Maybe one day I’ll find answers, or maybe not—just trying to keep going anyway.