I tend my own garden too...farm actually, I am an organic farmer. I find solace and a connection to reality working with the soil and the plants and animals and also with the long lineage of farming and growing food for people and those connections. My life feels satisfying when I am in that "real world" but when I step back in front of the curtain of deceit and lies and have to interact with the people and institutions that promote and reinforce the ruse, I feel as if I have entered a sinister dimension where nothing makes sense. Limbo is the one word that captures the feeling of being in this great lie. I believe we here WERE chosen for a reason. It is so weird to be awake among so many sleepers. Farming/gardening li my lifeline so that i can travel between these worlds. I can't imagine being untethered and trapped in that cave and I try to have compassion for the ones who are. Everyone needs to fashion their own lifeline, like tying bedsheets together to escape the prison.