It appears that I am in a show that is about the Wizard of Oz. We are about to have a test that is supposed to be simple, but I fail it. It is a multiple choice test and I get all three wrong. I guess since I failed it, I am sent back to the dormitory. My small room has a very flimsy door that I become somewhat obsessed about how much sound the door makes if one were to force it open. My roommate from medical school and friend to this day S, tells me that surely he could open it, without making a sound even with the lock is on. I challenge him, and in fact he does open it without much sound. I tell him that he did well, but that the others would not be skillful and I want them to be afraid to make a noise that that everyone will here them when they come to break the door down. He leaves, I lock the door, only slightly anxious and wait.
Thursday, December 04, 2008
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