These eyes, they've missed so much, the redline covers the outline leaving just christmas with strabismus. So the reverie is all about laser surgery about to happen because of the determined eye doc and his nurse. So now I'm awake and continuing my questions about known facets of my carriage. Bad cornea, bent left side, sublox'd neck . . who wants to listen to that? So let's make it a story and add Ted who likes to talk a lot, a guy who looks like Brad Cooper and then there's Frannie who wears alot of loose tops that show her b-cups - she looks like Bette Midler. We start the scene at the Laser Bean coffee shop and before I start talking I lose interest in continuing this.

When you get to sleep 5 to 7 hours straight, you get to think less and take in more. An extension of the day merges-with-the-universe eliminating the angst that could/would surface about things that need to be done.

If you can answer "good" to the question of whether you're a good or bad guy, I think that's the light indicating you're OK.