• Do you ever look at the horizon and, whatever's there, you think it's fake? You think that the trees and hills there are just the landscape of an artist's painting, just another stroke on the canvas? You don't think it's real and it's the knowledge that it is that's driving you insane? That you just want to pack up your things and trek over there, just to sit on that hill or touch that tree just to make sure it's real, and it's still alive, and it's not just a picture in a photo frame? Do you ever think that reality is fake and that the fake things are disgustingly real?
    Well? Do you?