I don’t know what got into me today but I go on a bizarre ramble fest based on a weird dream I had which felt a lot like a Twilight Zone episode or a Hitchcock Movie – theres nothing in the news I want to talk about -tired of politics and global warming and Al Gore and Hillary Clinton. In the dream, a gunman is holding us hostage in an apartment in San Francisco. The dream starts at the beginning of the day, we are hustled into this room and told by the gunman, who is round and short and bald and is wearing a grey suit and a black shirt, that his boss is going to come in at the end of the day and order him to kill us. For a while we attempted to figure out how to escape, but then we started getting hungry, started making food, then was wondering – what are we doing – we have to get out of here. Maybe it was about the futility of life – the shortness of life – how time is precious. Who knows – maybe someone out there can interpret my dream. Maybe I’m watching too much Twilight Zone. Maybe I should stop reading about how medicine is using dead bodies to make millions off families who have no idea how valuable their loved ones are after they pass. Don’t worry, we should be back to our regular programming tomorrow.
361 – A Bizarre Ramblefest including Time Is Precious and Medicine Is People