Maybe as part of one of the side effects of my sleeping pill
(Unbridled Grandiosity) I dreamt that my dermatologist (I do not
have a dermatologist) said he’d meet me at the Museum of Natural
History and we could look at dinosaurs. He was a familiar man
named Morris and I was glad to see him on the front steps of the museum.
We recognized one another and went inside and we had a good time
looking at dinosaurs and as we were leaving to go to lunch I asked
Morris about my skin and he looked right at me and said
Of Course Your Skin is Fine and I told him that this was probably
the best doctor’s visit I’ve ever had.