January 26, 2007

This morning there was no rude awakening. No noise to jolt me out of bed at the crack of dawn. I was however, having yet another strange dream. I don't recall what the dream was about, but there was an elevator, food, a long table and it was night time. I don't know. Point is that whatever I was dreaming about left me with a strange thought right before I woke up.

"The cukoo that ascends is the cukoo that lived."

WHAT?! I have no idea what that's all about. I promise you all I'm not on drugs. :)