If everything was the stuff of dreams, where would that leave us? The people in flabbergastingly far-fetched fairy-tales? Or those hanging on by a thread as they become more and more entwined in the very nightmare they wish to escape from?
If everything was perfect, who would we be? Malibu Barbies living the "dream"? Or would we be less materialistic; people who always have a kind word ready on their lips for any passer-by? What would win out in an ideal world; money or morals?
If everything was a movie, what type of script would there be? A mixture of drama, comedy and tragedy? Perhaps one of those unexplainable movies where one minute the hero's a young man living in a city, the next he's an Alice-in-Wonderland-style rabbit.
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