The past few days I've had this fear that everything around me isn't real. Like I'm the only thing that's left of the universe. I'm starting to belive it, I've been looking for proof of true existance but all I've come up with are more reasons to be in doubt. I once read somewhere that it's chinese philosophy that life is preparation for spending the rest of eternity alone... I'm starting to think I'm dead. Is this heaven, hell, or some kind of horrible waiting room for something else? Or am I just being paranoid (again)?