The snowflake of cover with is the butterfly for dance in the wind and collect to remember fondly of fragrant, deliver benedictory fragrance of flower, take you into sweet dreamland!
Your pleasures, by your own account, have been few; but I daresay you did exist in a kind of artist’s dreamland while you blent and arranged these strange tints.
We definitely do a lot of cellular repair, protein synthesis, and general biological upkeep while we're in dreamland, but it's not like we don't do that stuff when we're awake too.
You're looking for softness and for an extension of your disbelief – something that takes you into your dreamland – and that's what hand-drawn does, when I watch it.