The dream is a psychosis, with all the inconsistencies, delusions, hallucinations of such
, said Sigmund Freud once, and sometimes I tend to approve of it, even during the day and with full consciousness: because they exist, these dreamed-up delusions of places that have long since disappeared Times that recur in dreams.
With the small difference that I don't loll around in down comforters, but am wide awake and still see things that I know cannot be.