It’s good to go to a different place, even if the place is only in your dreams. But perhaps the most far-away places are those in our dreams. They are far away in time, they embrace another reality, another universe sometimes. And they are real because they aren’t always what we want. Did I really want to lull myself back into the volley-ball game at school, the court larger than it is now, larger than it had ever been and me watchng from the sidelines as I always did because I never could fathom or drive myself to play a competitive sport. I did not get up, I slept for 16 hours without stopping and I think life is a competitive sport, do I really want to play it?