From the introduction:
In the back of your mind, you remember dreams of another you - a you that wakes up to an alarm, that drinks coffee and watches TV, that laughs and cries over words and deeds of others. Those dreams stopped a while ago, flickering into white filminess like a projector at the end of a film reel. Like most dreams, the details of that life have become gauzy and intangible, fading away to feelings and impressions. Was it ever really you, or just another bland, albeit peculiar, dream in a series of fantasies?
This is a cool game.