The Optionist

 I am a free person. I want to know, it’s like this now, but it could also be different. Everything’s possible for me. I could go everywhere, I can do anything, all woman suit me...“, says the daydreaming protagonist. He sits on a stone sculpture in a park and talks to himself, talks to an absent opposite: no contractions, everything is wonderful: The possibilities opening up, the imaginary as a phantasmatic cloud, hovers as a perfect state around this optionist, since a realization is not an option anyway. What is phantasmatic thus cannot be disturbed by the real. Sabine Winkler