So that moment when an image, the balloon in the shape of a persons who's thoughts were being read in my voice are transformed by the breath of their owner speaking them instead.
Like magic it is. Dealing with illusory images with they are popped by the sharp pin of reality and then inflated into something even more substantial.
But after this.. questions still.. how can the image go from one side of the line to the other.. from being imaginary to being a person. Yes something was missing and it was bubbling over.. but now.. in the calm of things settling out.. how do I reconcile what I had in my head to what this person is really like. I have to allow the one that I have imagined to return to oblivion and substitute it with reality. So bizarre, but not the first time this has happened.