Cubes on a Sphere

Each morning I wake up inside a subdivided cube with divisions to wander in search of the facilitation of my biological functions.  Upon exiting my cube I shall traverse the skin of a sphere in habitual visitation of various other cubes, each with the sole purpose of occupying my time.  With enough time spent, I may purchase the right to travel back to my origin where I have the privilege of closing my eyes to dream of forgetting that I may repeat this cycle once again.

Long story short, my sock puppet companion Alice was lost in the laundry leaving me with no one to go to the movies with.