"His pace was unhurried. He had eyes for the different windows, the people out in the open, the old buildings, he did his best to remain interested. It was necessary to stay connected to the world, to rouse the senses continually or else he would fade out of existence, fail to exist, like so many times before. The point was to stay awake, no, engaged, to pick out the details so there was some feeling of control, the empirical hallucination."I've been reading a book called "The Swing of Things" by Sean O'Reilly. Irish by the sound of it. And I so happened to bump into this paragraph on the eight page.
I'm curious now.
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