I try not to think about it (reality). More appropriately, I try not to dwell on it. Perspective is key. If not, an even greater perspective and understanding is needed. I feel I can write myself out of some things—if only I can apply the logic needed, sans emotional logic. I want to write more, but I can’t. Not write now, anyway.
I feel more comfortable writing here, someone says.
And what of your 2nd book? Says someone to another.
Everyone feels, everyone feels, everyone …
One must (One must what?) become stronger than oneself.
ONE must CONQUER the LYRICAL ARENA.
And then what?
Infinite degrees of impossibility… become REAL.