While I was reading the paragraph above, I was stiff by the moment of sharing the thought with Giacometti. And Yes, it is mostly intangible experiences that I hear and feel for... It does not exist right next to me but it breathes in the books and somewhere-else...uncanny world...
It is not difficult to find someone to talk to but it seems not easy to recognize someone who could communicate with.... and I still have one directional communication with the reality. I know the truth, which I could relate deeply with exists in this universe with me, yet in different time and space. I am still waiting for godot not in Samual Beckett's world but in my own world.