It’s safe in the drift. I’m safe. Bad things happen to my body, not me while I’m in the drift. It’s no place to live and make a home, because too long in the drift and I don’t engage with the world anymore, my body hurts too much to return to, and I want nothing but death to sever my connections forever. But everything has a functional purpose, and the drift is there to keep me safe while I heal whatever spiritual injuries I’ve suffered.