"Yes, I suppose when you're used to something, it just is. Just like there are all sorts of things that humans just take for granted."
As if responding to Michael's nostalgia, the dreamscape had shifted to a vision of the old Neighbourhood that Michael had designed. It gave him a much more natural place to sit and have a conversation, which Michael took advantage of, sitting at one of the outdoor tables near an empty restaurant. "So tell me, what am I missing about this whole dreaming thing?"