(Main character wakes up, washes his face, grabs the phone, and dials.)
Hey man. I guess you already took off or something. But, uh, remind me to tell you about this dream I had last night 'cause there's some really funny stuff in it. All right, man. Uh, I guess I'll catch you later. Okay.
(Main character grabs the remote and begins changing the channels on TV.)
... bareback riding. Copenhagen William and his horse Same Deal.
... for a hat band. Sew it into the inside of the ...
For I do not await the future, anticipating salvation, absolution, not even enlightenment through process. I, I subscribe to the premise that this ... this flawed perfection is sufficient and complete in every single ineffable moment.
The Blonde Bee, the Firefly, Praying Mantis ...
... lunatic macaroni munchkin with my googat ...
... venerable tradition of sorcerers, shamans and other visionaries who have developed and perfected the art of dream travel, the so-called lucid dream state where by consciously controlling your dreams, you're able to discover things beyond your capacity to apprehend in your awake state.
... series, winning back-to-back ...
... why don't you tell us about what Felix is doing ...
... a single ego is an absurdly narrow vantage from which to view this ... this experience. And where most consider their individual relationship to the universe, I contemplate relationships ... of my various selves to one another.
While most people with mobility problems are having trouble just getting around, at age 92, Joy Cullison's out seeing the world. Now I'm free to see the world.
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