I am afraid of parked cars with curve feelers,

I am afraid of parked cars with curve feelers, two toed sloths, windshield wipers that move outwards simultaneously, bad stand-up comedians, surly drive-in attendants,

clowns and flying bugs. But what I am most and most afraid of are the people dressed in white clothes. Somehow, they remind me of the hospital ward from the nightmares I used to

a hot dog then spread her cheeks and did a bun clamp on my face. Then evil Nurse Nancy yelled, "Get ready for the ketchup." OMG. Nurse Nancy was evil.

I prayed for the mustard but kicked at my constraints with all the force I could muster but the iron bands were made for a monster. I had no chance of escaping now. Nurse Nancy la

-beled the jars of formaldehyde: "BRAIN", "HEART", "LIVER", "ONIONS" as I squirmed to free myself. "You'll never get away with this, Nurse Nancy!" I hissed at her as she calmly

began to clean her surgical tools. My limbs were frozen still. Nurse Nancy picked up a syringe and injected me with its contents.

In an instant the most intense heat came over me, like lava was flowing throw my veins, yet I couldn't feel my limbs. After my moment of torment,

a rapid succession of various blissful states of limitless magnitude flashed in my being. Overwhelmed by the ecstasy, I tried to crawl towards an electrical outlet across the room.

The electric prunes sang about having too much to dream last night, and they were right. I had boarded the Red Line and gotten off at the wrong stop. I never returned home.