But how can our eyes be real if our spoons aren't real... How can we be real if our spoons aren't real... Oh dear, I'm so confused... Oh, don't worry about me. I'm sure I'll pass out at the super market or the library as usual. My doctor said I've got temporary insomnia. He said an insomniac narcoleptic is funny. He laughed. Last night, I couldn't sleep because I kept thinking about what you said about the spoon. That's never happened to me before.