"So, peculiarly-dressed stranger of peculiarly-sounding words, just who are you exactly?"
I was never ever going to get over it. You can't seriously expect me to. You put the most indifferent, dispassionate person in my shoes, you'll find that even they have their limits that can be broken, and make no mistakes, they will be broken.
Because everything, the air I breathe, the sights I see, the sounds I hear - I'm sure there are many out there that love reading their fantasy stories, and envisioning themselves living in their favorite fantasy worlds.
Ain't no shame in it, I do my fair share of daydreaming too. But that was all there was to it. Just daydreams to escape the grueling, relentless tedium of reality. In my mind, living that 'otherworld' fantasy.
And now here I was, the 'otherworld' before me, literally living it… fabricated in a dream, no less.