I dreamed I was moving to live in Hawaii with a man I had just met. The man was incredibly persuasive about the fact that I ought to leave my life here behind me and move with him to start a new one. In the end I went with him, not because of him but because I really wanted to live in Hawaii. Living with someone who was fascinated by every breath I took was a fringe benefit. In dreams you can amputate pieces of your world painlessly. In reality, phantom pains tingle just at the thought. My dreams are not wishes; they are something more difficult to define.
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It's a universal wish, I think, to chuck it all and go somewhere where we are perfectly understood. As if there is such a place or situation.
I agree with you that is one of those universal wonderings… and yet I am astonished by those who actually do it.
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