Tuesday, June 6, 2006

Sleep deprived confession

Sometimes when I need to think about something, I go to the hospital. There's something relaxing about sitting in a waiting room surrounded by ailing people and outdated magazines. I stopped trying to figure out why a long time ago, the point is, that it just relaxes me.

I also go to a funeral home or mausoleum. The latter is the better bet since I get weird reactions from the funeral home people when I tell them I'm just looking around.

Oh yeah, I've been having a reoccuring dream of unicorns eating kids.

2 comments:

  1. Hospitals relaxing? There's a new one!

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  2. I understand the mausoleum. There is something soothing about the deep quiet of the place.

    *laugh* I can just imagine the weird reactions of the funeral home people!!

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