“After I've slept many dreams, I go out to the street with my eyes wide open but still with the aura and assurance of my dreams. And I'm astonished by my automatism, which prevents others from really knowing me. For I go through daily life still holding the hand of my astral nursemaid; my steps are in perfect accord with the obscure designs of my sleeping mind. And I walk in the right direction; I don't stagger; I react well; I exist.” ApatheticDisassociationPerfunctory Book:The Book of Disquiet Source: The Book of Disquiet