Sorry, I forgot how impotent self-pity always ends up being. What I meant is that, when you harbor as many fantasies, pipe dreams, delusions, flights of fancy, means of escape, whatever-you-want-to-call-them, as I do, there are times that reality (i.e. the wall) hits you pretty hard.
But no worries, that is the meaning of indifference, is it not?
But no worries, that is the meaning of indifference, is it not?