I'm going to the doctor's to be integrated.
The guy was in my dreams again.
I somehow convinced him to cross the highway with me.
I don't know what was so important on the other side.
He thought I was crazy but,
he was clearly crazy enough to listen to me.
He's weird.
We got halfway across before I woke up.
I wonder what was on the other side,
and why the heck would I cross a highway.
The reason was good enough,
if only I could remember what that reason was.
