Night discuss about Wasteland 2 in my head

Last night a have a little discussion with... myself. I often speak with myself like a millions different people on the Earth. In head of course. I do not want that someone thinks about me - "it's a crazy man - he speak with myself". Dialog been short.


- Please, i wont stop. I want paint more!
- Stop. Kickstarter Wasteland capmaign is over.
- So what?
- You must return to real live. Jump back from the sky on the cruel world.
- I do not want do it.
- Go back pal, if you do not want stay beggar.
- Why beggar?
- Every day when you paint - you lose contracts, deals, and money.
- I hate money!
- Your wife do not think so.
- Oh... wife. A forget about it. I think... i'm in wasteland!
- Stop boring me crazy madman, go back to the real world.
- I want... but i can't.
- Why?!
- Now i feel that i'm on right place. All that i do in that life - mistake. When i start paint for Wasteland 2 - i'm opened. Like a chest with treasures. I need to give their to people.
- Someone except for the two of us know about that?
- No.
- Stay it in secret.


P.S.
I really glad that my wife do not read the blogs... and... do not know the english.