Many months ago, I felt more seperate from Everything Else than I have ever felt. There was still Me, and there was still Everything Else, we were just seperate: The World and I. It was romantic, like a fairytale. It was nice. It was so nice and pretty and sweet. I have since discovered the Friendly Dimension. I don't know exactly what this other thing I've described was, or if it's still there. It was pretty shiny; it was pretty bright. But it's not Now. Or was it?