But then again, perhaps not. Perhaps only in books, in day-dreams, not in reality, for when it comes to the real world I’m a bit of a coward – though I think maybe I could handle floating down the Mississippi or eating the lotus in a land that seemed always afternoon. And I would love to have Holmes shaking me awake to tell me “The game’s afoot!” – but as me, not as Dr Watson, which is a whole different concept – being oneself still but in a fictional world.
In another post (Trading Places) – the next two or three posts – I’ll introduce some fictional characters that I really would like to have actually been – or to be. And a couple of other worlds where I think I would feel more at home than I do in this one.