Don't let your dreams be dreams.
Our dreams are made of real things like a shoebox full of photographs.
I would go to bed every night and have dreams about having a time machine and...
I was in enough to get along with people. I was never socially inarticulate. Not a loner. And that saved my life saved my sanity. That and the writing. But to this day I distrust anybody who thought school was a good time. Anybody.