“Not much of note in my waking life. People get sick, or don’t. People die, or don’t. I watch TV, or don’t. Sometimes I smoke without remembering lighting up. I continue to go to a deranged hypnotist and try to recall a film by a deceased African-American gentleman. I sell collapsible clown shoes. I eat Slammy burgers. In my waking life, I am not a novelizer, nor will I be many other people as I will in the dreams. I am, while awake in fact, not even fully me. I believe if I had the courage to be completely me, I would be a somewhat more interesting person. I believe people would be drawn to me. I believe I would not be lonely. I cannot bear to believe that what I am while awake is the entirety of me.”
Book:Antkind
