Whatever. I move from waking dream to sleeping dream and back again. Watching the set pieces organize, solidify and dissolve.
It’s ultimately lonely. But then, who can bother with that? You notice it, then what? Nothing.
It’s fun to tinker with our weaknesses. Why not? What else are you going to do? As long as you know it’s not serious, not Fixing You. It’s just tweaking the recipe, picking out the cockroach legs so the cake frosts up nicer.
No big deal, but why not do it? Personally, I find it quite diverting. Plus, I’m vaguely aware that I’m building a better vehicle, for later.
