The hagfish is considered a delicacy in some parts of the world. I wouldn't count on that to be a reason for associating with one.
They are other-worldly looking...unreal perhaps, but then, all things are only real through the eyes of the beholder. Life is an entirely subjective experience.
To my dear Rivi, whose heart has been an illuminated flower for me, always reminding me that light exists, no matter how dark it seems. I love you my friend.
To my beloved Rufus, a man with a suitcase, and an impending journey on his hands. I dedicate this to you, from whom I stole the title, certain you'd understand.
May the trail be a happy one. Keep the Moon in mind. She plays hard tricks, you know....