This note is brought to you from one of two camps. First, the camp of I'm an idiot and questions things everybody has already worked out, or second, I'm asking difficult questions we don’t want to talk about. Anyway, let’s start with a nice, simple, question… What is reality? Seriously, what is it? Nobody seems to be sure and it’s become something I pick at and find myself coming back to all the time. I don’t really know why, but I think that a) my consciousness has changed a bit and b) I’m very conscious that things are always presented as solids when everything’s actually quite porous and granular, even when it's a notional concept. Or perhaps notional concepts are especially because they often seem to be built to fit one particular story, ignoring alternative narratives. They’re intensely personal, because they’ve been shaped by our own experiences (and each of us lives within our own reality). The other thing is that we instinctively seek to make these things conc...