Occasionally Eva submits to a bout of stretching her muscles while rolling around on the floor growling and snarling and shadow-boxing with some unseen opponent. Sometimes she falls asleep while immersed in her dream-like fantasies.
In my mind I compared Eva's involuntary instinctual activities with certain dreams of my own, but when I attempted to write about this startling comparison the result was not only stiff, shallow, and laughingly pedestrian -- it was boring and ridiculous.
In my opinion.
Perhaps I'll try again, in a fictional setting.