Today is Day 7. That didn’t take long.
I’m going back under today.
I think I’ll be all right.
I mean I was all right when I woke up.
But I have to ask, which world is the dream?
I think my nurse is actually Pinky.
She wears pink, you know.
But who is Pinky, really?
Just a fictional character in my enormous dream,
who rejected Linkyshire and moved away.
Anyway, she came to my room today.
She had many things to do.
I couldn’t follow it.
I’m prepped for another month of rest.
Maybe I just want her to be Pinky because…
Or maybe I just miss Linkyshire.
Outside my window,
far, far away
I heard a speeding truck.
It reminded me of something,
The maniacs from Evantonian who drove their big trucks so fast.
But wait, that’s where I am right now. Evantonian Sanctuary.
I can’t tell reality from dreaming.
I feel sorry for my brainwaves.
And my neighbor’s brainwaves.