Dream from the night of October 1, 2003

I'm fuzzy on the early parts, but my memory of the dream opens in a large, dark, creepy examination room in what I deduce is a mental hospital. Two orderlies deposit a man with strange eyes and an even stranger, misshapen mouth on an exam table and take their leave. The man is frantic, confused -- his eyes dart around the room, and his strange, freeform mouth trembles. There's no way for him to escape, though -- he's wearing a straitjacket. Then from out of the darkness of the rest of the room a white shape begins to emerge -- a nurse in starched whites, a pert "red cross" cap on her head.

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Now that all of you (uh, all two or three of you) who read my journal think I'm nuts, I'll take my leave. Goodnight out there, whatEVER you are!