Do you suppose I’m spending too much time in the imaginary? I suppose I might be. Yet I drift, here at my computer, absent any fires to put out.
Here’s the thing, though: the imaginary may not be real, but you better believe it exists. And as something that exists, it certainly can produce effects within the sphere of the real.
A + Bi. We call that a complex number: the point at which the imaginary meets the real.