Goldfish have a memory of a few seconds. They swim around their tank going "Oh look a rock". Its always the same rock, and its always interesting because they dont remember seeing it before. Well, we are the dream they have in between looking at that rock. We dont exist at all, we are just a fragile goldfish dream.



I will call you "Squishy", and you will be my squishy! OW! BAD SQUISHY! - Dory, Finding Nemo