Sunday, April 25, 2004

I don’t know why I keep having this dream. Do I think of myself as a cow? Is this a cry for help, a fear of being trapped, or simply exams?(raise eyebrow here in ironic fashion) There is a slightly farcical quality to my dream. Farce is what you call funny things which are tragic, like charlie chaplin, or mr bean. Or clowns. My cows are not laughing, they are dying, but it is funny nonetheless. Like the laugh of a madman, the last man on earth.