A chicken sees a farmer come every day and brings food. Over time, it learns a pattern: farmer’s arrival → food. The chicken builds trust in this pattern. But one day, the farmer comes… and slaughters it instead. The expected cause effect pattern breaks, and the chicken’s assumptions about the world collapse.

I always wondered… like what if the world just ends in the middle of the night, you know? Like, what if we just… never wake up? And I realized yeah, that fear is real. But so is the beauty in waking up. In having today. And that’s something I don’t want to take for granted anymore.