I had a dream last night about a dirty old homeless guy and a clown sitting together on a street corner. The homeless guy was trying to get the clown to cheer up. I woke up and thought, “That’s irony.”
I had a dream last night about a dirty old homeless guy and a clown sitting together on a street corner. The homeless guy was trying to get the clown to cheer up. I woke up and thought, “That’s irony.”
November 17, 2008 at 2:45 pm |
Justin, that was a dream well worth remembering. The dream was not just a dream but holds within it something akin to an Aesop’s fable . . . keep within ourselves the ability to find something worth laughing at, especially when the going gets truly rough.