"OH I SLEPT LIKE THE ASS..." SAID HIM.
"HOW MANY HOURS???" I ASKED.
"I DUNNO... LIKE TWELVE..."
"AND YOU USUALLY SLEEP 6 OR 8 HOURS..."
"I MIGHT BE WORRIED SUBCONSCIOUSLY. I'M NOT THINKING IN ANYTHING. WHY AM I WORRIED???"
"HUM... WHAT THE CARDS SAY?"
"WELL I WAS WORRIED CAUSE I THOUGHT OUR READERS COULD GET CONFUSED SOMETIMES ABOUT WHAT WE POST. BUT THE CARDS SAY THEY UNDERSTAND US, AND THINK WE ARE REAL PEOPLE, AND COOL AND SOMETIMES OVERSENTIMENTAL, BUT CONTROLED FOR BEING OVERSENTIMENTAL. AND SOMEHOW WE EXPRESS OUR REAL FEELINGS HERE AND AS IT IS GOOD FOR US, IT IS FOR THEM, THE CARDS SAY THEY NEED TO READ US AND THAT WE INSPIRE THEM, THAT'S COOL."
"AND WHAT ARE YOU WORRIED ABOUT?"
"I THINK... ALL... THE DEATH LIST FIVE, HOW MUCH I'LL GET FROM ADSENSE THIS MONTH, IF A PAINTING WILL BE BOUGHT AT SAATCHI, I HAVE NOT BEEN TOLD IF THE THEATER PLAY I WROTE IS GONNA BE MADE, MY NEW NEPHEW, MY PARENTS, YOU... CAUSE IF I'M WORRIED YOU ARE WORRIED TOO, AND... THINGS ARE HAPPENNING BUT VERY SLOW AND THERE'S NOTHING I CAN DO ABOUT IT, I COULDN'T BUY THE DECKS IN OCTOBER AND IF I ORDER THEM IN NOVEMBER OR DECEMBER, THE ORDERS OF WHATEVER YOU BUY ONLINE GET STUCK BECAUSE OF CHRISTMAS SO I'LL HAVE TO ORDER THEM IN JANUARY, AND... WELL WITH THAT IS ENOUGH, PICTURE CLEAR?"
"SO YOU DON'T THINK ABOUT IT?"
"NO, BUT MY SUBCONSCIOUS MIND DOES, HOW YOU CONTROL THAT? I'VE NEVER READ ABOUT IT..."
"TAKING A BATH?"
"MAYBE..."
"YOU'LL FEEL FINE, JUST TRY TO REST"
"ALRIGHT"
