One of my finest character flaws is that when I am under tremendous pressure, I daydream. The daydream usually involves travel and then a "pilgrimage to" an obscure building/interior that I have deemed necessary to view for my well being..... Currently under scrutiny for obsessive daydreaming is Paris and the Musee Gustave Moreau is the destination. Moreau in an early 19th century symbolist painter who made "literary" work. Not my taste in painting but maybe my taste in living......
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