In Which I have 11 days and 5 hours to live
I had a dream last night.
As near as I can figure it took place in Limbo. According to Dante and his inferno there is a place in Limbo where all the cool cats like Plato and Aristotle hang out, it is an expansive garden with lush waterfalls and green green grass.
I was walking through this garden and I saw Michelangelo (the gay painter and inventor, not the teenage turtle) painting contentedly near in a sort of man-made meadow. A man in a white robe was walking next to me, he was Alexander Graham Bell, but I called him Billy (or maybe Belly, hard to tell.) He explained that I had exactly 253 hours to live or, differently, 11 days and 5 hours before I die.
In the dream I awoke and tried to explain to everyone that my going to classes would be useless (I guess I was still attending Evergreen) because I only had a scant few days to live.
Today, when I REALLY woke up, I sent a request to Evergreen for my official transcripts so I can start getting my application finished for film school.
I figure Mr. Bell gave me a wake up call.
As near as I can figure it took place in Limbo. According to Dante and his inferno there is a place in Limbo where all the cool cats like Plato and Aristotle hang out, it is an expansive garden with lush waterfalls and green green grass.
I was walking through this garden and I saw Michelangelo (the gay painter and inventor, not the teenage turtle) painting contentedly near in a sort of man-made meadow. A man in a white robe was walking next to me, he was Alexander Graham Bell, but I called him Billy (or maybe Belly, hard to tell.) He explained that I had exactly 253 hours to live or, differently, 11 days and 5 hours before I die.
In the dream I awoke and tried to explain to everyone that my going to classes would be useless (I guess I was still attending Evergreen) because I only had a scant few days to live.
Today, when I REALLY woke up, I sent a request to Evergreen for my official transcripts so I can start getting my application finished for film school.
I figure Mr. Bell gave me a wake up call.