i often react with emotion where my intellect has no footing, and i had a note about mister maybe drifting in his own mind and seeming confused when i call his attention, and maybe his senses are not missing, just drifting in that inner way. when he was young he was a dreamer and would often seem confused when he looked up and didn't see me, and would sometimes run the other way. when i was a kid, i was that way too. some mental umbilicus would tug me back, to the common plane. i thought, maybe confusion is partly about attention, and maybe when we focus inwardly we seem to be drifting in the world, unable to pay attention. 
this may make me feel better as well as being true. so as i said to mister, we must be attentive to each other, us fellow dreamers, and in our dreamy way take care of us.