Another response, but in the opposite direction.

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When fishing, always understand that whatever it is at the other end of the line, it may or may not be anything.  But if it is something, it may not be what you wanted, hoped, or even considered.  Until you have landed whatever it turns out to be you simply can't know.  Now, long ago, I assumed the play in the line was not what the story I manufacture might have presented.  I don't actually know.  I continue with the story, but not the belief.  Still, as a puzzle aficionado, it is interesting to figure these things out, or at least explore them.  I can't honestly lose what I have nothing vested in.

My simple goal, and almost unalterably at this point, is to push through, when I can, beef and heal up, and then to simply go away.  To, again, get lost in the world.  No more looking for adventure, fame, fortunes, or love, just to drift into the weather and world until I am forgotten.  Not a suicide, just, a wrapping up of life, headed toward a peaceful end.  Which is why I believe I must go.  There is no peace to be found in this world at this time and it is getting worse pretty much daily.

Now, which is a response, which is, or perhaps both, just fiddling by non-entities?  Who cares.  Just something to spend minor bits of time contemplating.  The summer heat has shut down most other options, so there is no reason not to play.  In other words, it doesn't really matter.  You can't hurt a ghost, not even if you really are just forms of ghosts to him.  *wink* 

I'm hungry...  Odd, but having more sorts of food on hand than I can easily consume almost kills the appetite.  Later.