jumbly thought webs

Know what's unpredictable and awesome?  Those moments right before drifting off to sleep where my brain is still somewhat lucid but is starting to lose contact with reality.

The other night, my eyelids were closing as I began to drift away from my crossword puzzle into dreamland.  Suddenly one thought stood out from the jumbly web of randomness my subconscious was busy creating:

"What if I am one day the sole hope for the continuation of the human race and its procreation?"  

Insert a microsecond of internal anxiety. 

Next thought: "The Duggars exist, so that will never happen."

Insert relaxation and sleep.