What is the real world? The world of your home, family and friends? The world of news and politics, the injustice du jour and who said what stupid or reprehensible thing in the past 24 hours (in which case you have my sincere pity, because you will never, ever be happy or satisfied)? The world of arts and entertainment, food and other happy diversions? Or the world of your work?
Perhaps the question should be: Which world is realest to you? Which world is most important? Which world do you love the most?
I’m just here to ask such questions. I guess that’s just what I was born to do. Although I wouldn’t say that it’s my world.
I want magic in my real world
Some modern voodoo to make it work
— The Waitresses, “Jimmy Tomorrow”