Regularly I finish work, walk outside and find I'm standing in a very large ear. Funny, I thought I'd just spent 7 hours editing video, but suddenly I remember the job I'd just finished was wax relocation. I was in charge of placing slime in this ear so that the body owner could maintain their contentment by cleaning it out, thus fulfilling some daily self improvement ritual. I fly out, notice for a brief second that the ear belongs to me, before a large hand swats me into a red smudge on the way to oblivion.

On different occasions, I open up the fridge and notice a little pathway leading to a thick jungle river, where four armed monkeys knit sweaters for trees.

Of course there are also those times I'll finish up a stressful day at work, looking forward to getting home to do some drawing, and I walk outside and find I'm suspended in the void, clinging onto a relatively small clump of rock.
Yeah, I'm alluding to dreamland... Well, in the first two examples I am, the third... that's just a stark observation... I'm refering to those times when the world gets too obscure to explain with causality. Generally it collapses back into a causal justification such as "being asleep", but other times you'll find yourself in a field of nipples, strangely blessed with the ability to do anything except for remember your own name. Have a read... Share your comments!