I wish I could live in a fantasy world.

Sometimes, I pretend.

‘But it’s no use now,’ thought poor Alice, ‘to pretend to be two people!’

Or to pretend to live in a different world. All the same, I still try. I listen to tips about pick-up artistry, learn names, introduce myself, and wear my best shirt and pin-striped pants.

But since that doesn’t go so well, I watch TV (new this season: Bionic Woman, The Big Bang Theory) and read books. I’ve developed an affinity for 1970s era fiction including scifi and horror: The Odessa File, Carrie, The Sword of Shannara, Ringworld.

I read all of Carrie on Sunday. I love devouring books. I enjoyed it despite the immense amounts of violence, the religious fervor and fanaticism of various characters, violence, and rawness. The movie is in my queue.

I need to go to sleep.