Do you want to hover with no shape?

The lyrics hit and pass through my ears reminding me of my aching dream as a child... to hover around as an intangible entity, just observing, watching a million million movies unfold, without personal involvement...

I escaped my circumstances and the slice of life I observed with my own eyes with the visions of people I never met, images gifted, leaping off their pages.

I owe a lot to authors. My coping method saved me... at least some parts.