I am sitting in a room of women whose clothing and skin is black, including me. It feels like a reliqious place. Sitting adjacent to me on my right is a large, obese woman, head hanging down, fingering what appear to be white rosary beads in her lap. They are really white pills. We are waiting to say goodbye to someone.
I am tired of waiting and feeling a little freaked out by the woman next to me, so I get up to find the person I am supposed to say goodbye to.
I see women and children dressed in white crowding around Dr. House and one by one they express their appreciation to him and hug him. I want to do the same and yet when it is my turn he turns his back to me and begins to walks away. He is dressed in black.
I feel disappointed that he is walking away, and say to him "you will never know how much you are loved."
Next I am a passenger in a car, a tall man is driving ....I do not look at his face but I think it is David Bowie...he has his right hand on the polished chrome gear shift, releases it to adjust the radio and says "we are going on the Autobahn." I feel a little afraid as I am not driving and I say "I do not like the Autobahn." The road ahead is straight, with a few gentle hills and I see a blue river on my right.