Conversation with My Consciousness

A Voice: Nah, that sounds too... weak.

Me: What? Who are you?

The Voice: I'm your consciousness.

Me: But aren't we one and the same?

My Consciousness: Nope. You are you, I am the other part of you.

Me: I guess it doesn't matter, at least I have company. So how about "Sylar: The Misunderstood"?

My Consciousness: Sounds better, yet you are not emphasizing his power. I seriously don't know why they chose YOU to write about him.

Me: How dare you insult me? You ARE me! Why don't you come up with something better? 

My Consciousness: Hey, I can't help being more awake than you. 

Me: So I'm sleeping?

My Consciousness: Perhaps, perhaps not. I won't tell you.

Me: Why not? 

My Consciousness: I don't want you to to have a lucid dream. 

Me: But then again, if I'm talking about dreaming I'm having one, right?

My Consciousness: Maybe...

Me: I knew it! If you don't want me to dream lucidly, why are you talking to me?

My Consciousness: Because being alone for 7 hours is no fun. I can only think so much you know. 

Me: But if I wake up, where will you be? Will you be my unconsciousness?

My Consciousness: Good question. I guess you'll just have to find out. Weren't you till thinking of a title to your essay?

Me: Ya, ya. But it's hard when you're not awake. How about "Sylar: The Villian, the Hero, the Nothing"?

My Consciousness: Now THAT sounds good...