On your travels you took a turn. You had been traveling for some time that it began to become routine. Your mind had shut off. Taking turn after turn, never seeming to find an end. You didn't even notice when the turns disappeared. When the sands began and all that laid ahead was a vast desert. When you finally come to, you stand before an oasis. 

It's so beautiful. You smack your dry lips as you marvel in its serenity. The cooling blue pool that stands before you, reminding you that it had been so long since you remembered to hydrate. You fall to your knees. Though you were unable to cry now, your solution and salvation sits just in front of you. 

You plunge your hands into the ground and... it's solid. Your hands thump against the hard dirt. You look around you, you're back where you just were. Was it all just a mirage? You've got to find something to drink.