Inspired after reading a passage in Pynchon
"It started harmlessly enough, when I was much younger, thinking about complex functions for the first time, really. Staring at the wallpaper. One night, at some god-awful hour, I understood that I couldn't get away with only one plane, I'd need two, one for the argument, one for the function, each with a real axis and an imaginary one, meaning
four axes, all perpendicular to one another at the same point of origin, and the more I tried to
see that, the crazier ordinary space became, until what you might call
i,
j, and
k, the unit vectors of our given space, had each rotated an unknown number of degrees, about that unimaginable fourth axis, and I thought I had brain fever. I didn't sleep. I slept too much."