Dreams.

Today I dreamt that my temporal lobes of the skull and brain were removed, and as a result, my head had a strange shape, not oval or round, but as if a giant had squeezed the upper half between his thumb and index finger. I walked the streets and pretended that everything was okay, so that people wouldn't stare at me. They did stare, but not too much, because I made a considerable effort, and I also dressed in a luxurious suit with a cloak, which attracts attention in itself, gives an aura of wealth, business acumen, and respectable humanity, thereby forcing people to overlook other nuances.