Brilliant description of Ni. My childhood was such a foggy thing. The only thing I remember clearly is that my grasp on reality was extremely thin. I was hardly there. I remember the feeling that my dreams, especially the vivid nightmares, just seemed to make a lot more sense than the real world. More tangible, maybe, in a… foggy way. I actually think the best description of my entire childhood, draped in Ni, is just: fog.

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