I'm so happy to hear that you are not feeling so crazed any more, although maybe I've only known you since you've felt crazy, so it would be normal to me...kinda like you seeing me in Faith and thinking that that character was me. I suppose that we'll have to get used to each other as normal individuals--how bizarre?!
But that is not my reason for writing, merely one of my many tangential moments.
I wanted to tell you that Arthur came into the room yesterday morning and he asks me, "Do you have any pressing questions for me?" At this point, I have never had any pressing questions for Arthur.
"No not at this time," I said.
"I like to ask that occaisionally to make sure I'm being useful around here," he said.
"I'm sure you are plenty useful around here," I said.
Then he starts telling me about this dream he had a few nights ago. He said that he dreamt it was the year 2032 and he was still working at MR. He said that all of the people were different, but he was exactly the same. Someone came up to him and asked him what he was doing still working here. He said to the person that he made a deal with God that he would live forever as long as he stayed at MR, so he could never leave.
I asked him if things were all futuristic or different. He said, no, nothing like that. It was just that the people were all different and he was like 92, but he looked exactly the same. He added, "Of course, it's my dream, I'm not going to make myself look all old in ugly in my dream."
And I was like, Hhhhhhmmmmm...
It was so funny.