caveat: zap-o-matic number 12

last night i dreamed i was walking. just walking, along an infinite version of the sidewalk alongside the park that is the path to the hospital.

it was like that amnesiac protagonist at the beginning of the wim wenders movie "paris, texas." just walking and walking as if his life depended on it. but not knowing why.

an apt metaphor for life. and i walk, now, into treatment number 12.

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