Bivalves are two jaws, two worlds that connect, that influence each other. What one dreams of is said to be the unattainable, the fantasy. Reality as its antonym. Not to mention that these two worlds, these two shell halves, are always linked by wiring. We dream of what we think, of what we don’t know or think, but we think about, what we journey through, what we yearn for. We dream of tenderness and also of nightmares. But what becomes of dreams when the reality dug up is fictitious?