June 7, 2007

While driving home form salt lake city I had a lot of time to analyize my life, I've found this a catalyst for those dreams that really seem to stick with you.

Get in the car Joan said to me, I felt fine, yet these two individuals were dead set on taking me to the hospital. The Two indivuals were from my past and only acquaintances at that, yet I trusted them. So following their advice I hopped in the back of the car and began the long drive to the hospital. While in the car The questions were probing and profound, as much as talking about Geology, Travel, and Love can be. Really non of it makes any sense yet in dreamland everything was making sense. When we pulled up to the hospital the building had a dark brutalist exterior, yet I trusted my companions so we ventured in. The inside was perhaps more bleak with dark wood paneling dirty windows and occupied by people who you'll never remember. As we moved to the waiting room Joan came came up with a contraption of her own Idea I sort of Acyricil Death Mask, well it wasn't a mask at all more of a whole body case. I agreeded. When all of a sudden she Exclaimed “that is your problem”! after looking at a mold of my head pointing to a undescernable location on the back of my skull. “You seem to be a coward“. It was this point that I realized she was the doctor I had come to see and this new alternative medice being practice was working on my psyche. and was just what I needed. So ignoring the alarm I ventured back into the metaphysical hospital and went through a series of treatments.

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