Sleep is inherently abstract. It abstracts all sensation from reality. Which is both its appeal and its weakness.

An additional thought re.
New Year's Child; I am an economist and a business writer. From that perspective the past decade was unsettling. My worries emerge when I wrestle with the kickoff of a new decade. Perhaps some might write political essays about what's coming, and how it might be re-channeled by 'experts'. But those essayists will deal more in ideas than feelings. Ideas are what I do in my writing... in my images it is feeling that sniggles through. In
New Year's Child, you may correctly sense my feelings of portentous uncertainty. Art without wonder is merely craft... right?
Premonitions may be proved correct or not... Feelings, unlike premonitions, are always "real," don't you think?
