in the opposite corner on the medium sized sofa , i sit in my oversized green dress with a wide white bow behind me . those had been more balanced connections , but brief . a couple of times i stayed in too long and got completely frozen when he got sick of waiting for me . i pulled out of his mind with a gasp and sat up , careful not to touch him , afraid that i would slip back in . his plans remain sound , but he has fits of foolishness . 'and that 's precisely what troubles you . ' 