I was raised among books, making invisible friends in pages that seemed cast from dust and whose smell I carry on my hands to this day.
None of us are what we once were.
It is impossible to survive in a prolonged state of reality.
Contrary to what you believe, the earth does not revolve around the desires of your crotch.
Every labyrinth has its minotaur
We spend a good part of our lives dreaming, especially when we're awake.