Dream Log

I had a dream last night that was so cool I have to write it down.
I was in the afterlife, but the afterlife was a waiting room. I was this guy in white. In the waiting room was this Asian guy at the counter who was kind of a clerk. Different people in black would come in and it was my job to follow them to their real lives and kill them, bringing them to the afterlife. And I did this, I kept killing people andbringing them back to the waiting room.
In the waiting room were these chairs and in the chairs were these non-descript white guys.
At some point in the dream a big guy in white jimmy buffet pants came up behind me and cracked my skull. When I came to, I was the guy in linen pants and now I was in my own afterlife. It was the same waiting room, but instead of nondescript white guys in the chairs there were all these Chinese coolies. And instead of the Asian clerk it was a woman and she said to me, “Welcome Mr. Merkin”.
The next part of the dream, which all felt part of the same thing was that I then went to a clinic that was filled with trannys and postops. They finally called my name and brought me back and I was sat down with this guy in a Cosby sweater and a guitar. He told me, don’t worry I have A.D.D. too. Then he said, “You know Josh, we’ve been meeting for some time now and I think that you’ve really made some progress.” I told him that this was the first time I had ever seen him and he looked at me sadly and knowingly as if I had been coming for years and didn’t know it. Then I got the feeling that maybe I wasn’t myself but actually a woman. That’s when I woke up. I smiled because I was still in my room, but I had to double check and make sure I hadn’t come back from the afterlife as a woman. Or worse, a post op tranny.
EYES: Slomo DVD
EARS:Pixies - Surfer Rosa