For her last submission in the songwriting class Nadia sent in a song called shboom shboom and the teacher didn’t understand the lyrics. He wrote her about it and she replied it’s that life itself is a dream, like you know how it feels when you wake up and realize you were in a dream? That’s also what waking life actually is…a dream. We aren’t really here. That’s why there’s that line in the song I’m not here, neither are you, cry all you want, boo hoo hoo. what do you mean we aren’t here? if someone pinches you you feel it. yes that’s true that you appear to feel it but it’s also true that the amount of time you will be alive, compared to the amount of time you will be dead plus all the time that existed before you were alive (amounts we cannot measure but agree on as infinitely larger amounts of time), point to the fact that comparatively speaking, you were never here. In terms of size we’re talking about the size of a moth fart to the empire state building. And that’s still probably not severe enough. shboom shboom, you get it?