"And if he left off dreaming about you, where do you suppose you'd be? ... You'd be nowhere. Why, you're only a sort of thing in his dream! If that there King was to wake you'd go out -- bang! -- just like a candle!"
"Hush! You'll be waking him, I'm afraid, if you make so much noise."
"Well it's no use your talking about waking him when you're only one of the things in his dream. You know very well you're not real."
. . .
Expecting rejection anytime soon from any direction. Nothing personal. Just the numbers at work. Romulus is off to boarding school this morning. I'm off on retreat by this evening, so all will be quiet here until Sunday. Taking a notebook but not the computer--maybe. Oh and may as well say it: altruism refuses to go far enough. I'm appalled at people's tiredness, my tiredness. ***
"and what is the use of a book...without pictures or conversations?"
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