I’d Rather Have a Bottle in Front of Me (dream)

MisercordiaBack in the Misercordia Hospital, on a ward weeping, deeply depressed.  The doctors recommend lobotomy as the best choice for my recovery. There is no answer when I call home. I don’t know who else to call.  I draw the line at joining the others in sleeping bags on the floor.(lLights fade to black.)


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