The inability to spread wings and fly far far away is frustrating. The ease with which you can hitch a ride on air currents, was taken from us. What is left is to fly in the head. Glide over the streams of imagination and reach lost islands. only In the bathtub, when the invisible wings are folded, the crazy collection of masks is neatly folded in the corner and the sense of distance is limited to one small room, only here, it is possible to nest.