A Dream

Its pitch black in here. The quiet seems so loud. How did I get in here?
There! Over there! There is a ....... tavern? I should go towards it maybe someone will help me. The tavern is all light up but empty, bu the only person in sights is an elf.
"Oh, Hello there! My name is Quincy how can I assist you?"
"Where am I?" I responded.
"Well your consciousness silly!"
"But, how did I get here?"
"Most people like you got hit in the head, or your body got taken by a magical power! Sound cool right? I wish I were you."
"Would this power control my thoughts and actions?'
"Well yes but you need to find a cure for it when out traveling and make sure you hurry a bit fast because this power can lead to devastating effects."
"Like what?"
"hmm not sure, different for everyone. But I anyways would you like some tea? Its on the house."
"Sure. Do you have any advice for me, Quincy?'
"Maybe I do.... Imagine with me that this pouch *plops down a pouch filled with gold* has 86,400 pieces of gold. And lets say a group of bandits robbed you and stole 10 pieces of gold from your 86,400 pieces of gold. What would you do? Would you go after those bandits for those 10 pieces of gold and risk losing the other 86390 pieces?"
"No I -"
"I daresay that you would not. I feel like if you were sensible, Which you are, you would dust yourself off and move on. Likewise, we're given 86,400 pieces of Time a day. Do not let someone's 10 seconds of hate and negativity ruin and steal from the remaining 86,390 moments you have left. They are already wasting their time trying to steal yours. You're worth more than that. Time is precious. Spend it wisely." Quincy takes a breathe. " Well here is your tea. Have fun going to your house!"
"Thank you, Quincy."