... focusing hard on being here and now. Even then it took a while for that simple fact to sink in sufficiently to bring me out of my inner ocean of abstraction.

It was a lot of fun for a while. I lived there for about 18 months but there always seemed to be something missing. When I returned home I found my warm, womb-like world of ideas, ponderings and dreams still waiting for me. I was glad to be back.