It’s been almost a year since I met K, or so I think. I don’t doubt that I was happy then, and that I still am. I believe in many things: in drunkenness, in the kinds of dreams that daylight doesn’t reveal. An illusion is not the same as a dream. An illusion lingers, it keeps dreaming, while a dream ends and you return. Those who keep dreaming are called delusional, but maybe they are simply unafraid of reality. I dream sometimes, but I am no illusionist. Only a dreamer. My brother says this is stupid. I tell him to shut up. He falls quiet. I feel bad and apologize. He nods, I nod, and we leave it there.
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