your eyes are unreal

Every minute I close my eyes and see that it’s all nonsense, all nonsense.
—  The Brothers Karamazov by Fyodor Dostoevsky

Your car flips and the tree smashes into you painfully, and you close your eyes. When you open them, the world is bright, almost unreal. You look in the mirror and see that you’ve become a cartoon character. No one else seems to remember any previous lives, and soon you begin to forget. Sometimes you can see the neighbouring planet in the sky. It looks familiar.