I’m not sure if it was residual fever from the pneumonia, a bad reaction to my meds, or if it was the black pepper chicken I had for dinner, but I had a profoundly disturbing dream last night. Half a day later it is still with me — as well as some very intense emotions I experienced with it.  I feel weird even talking about it, but we all know I that’s what I do here…

The dream started with a dark headed woman and myself running down a dark country road. 2 men in a car were trying to run us down and eventually got out and began beating us with tire irons. The next thing I remember is waking up in a furniture store in broad daylight, being attended to by paramedics while customers milled about. My mother was standing over me chain-smoking, only it wasn’t Mama M — it was the chain-smoking ghost mom from PROVIDENCE. The paramedics kept apologizing for having to shave my beard off. They held up a mirror, showing me a split lip, blacked eyes, and a huge gash across my forehead. Then they explained that I would need to go to the hospital to have my surgery examined. When I asked what they were talking about, they pulled back the covers and pointed to my groin, which was shaved…and missing my penis. There was ragged flesh and a bunch of crude Frankenstein sutures everywhere. The dark headed woman was there and walked out crying. The next thing I know, it’s my real mom handing me a garbage bag to put over my head so no one knows who we are and then we are at Kay Jewelers where she’s telling me she is getting a diamond bracelet out of all this for all the embarrassment I’ve caused her.  Then I woke up.

Creepy, huh?