unhinged aah history dream I had last night
for some reason, in this dream, I was a 34 year old man living in Ancient Greece named Wallis with a jet black beard and some muscular aah legs, and I had a ginger haired brother named Cornelius (he looked like if amazing rope guy had a glow up)
and basically, I disowned Cornelius for being to annoying when I was 15 in the dream , and we were no longer on speaking terms for some reason, and we had the most Disney ending ever, it was like near the ending of encato where Bruno meets his ma again or something idk 💀
but we worked this job where we had to scavenger for wood planks and rocks in the city states Sparta, Athens, and Troy, in which the boss was a buff version of both Robert tubing from wordgirl and William dafoe 😭
half way through the dream, Tim, tj, and sally botford, as well as dr two brains, glen furlblam, Timmy timbo, the coach, and Chazz from word girl were in California as a meet up, to go visit Ancient Greece.
As I am now in the pov of dr two brains, we travel to New Orleans from a magical flat escalator or something, and then we take a several day trip (walking on foot)to Canada , and on the way there, we had to share a single hotel room for some reason
after several days in the dream world, we make it to Canada, where there is a magical portal that takes us back to Ancient Greece, and we hop in.
as we are now in Ancient Greece, dr two brains sees Steven boxleitner, and they have one of those old western stand offs, accept apparently, d2b has schizophrenia in the dream, so you see both in dr two brain’s pov and Sally’s pov where dr two brains is saying “this town ain’t big enough for the both of us” in a southern accent, while gripping a revolver, talking to absolutely no one
anyways, two brains’s hallucination goes away, and he placed a magical box in the middle of Greece, that does nothing, and nothing happens, but anyone who hears about it or comes across it has to put in a passcode for no reason.
I am back into the pov of Wallis again, and I refuse to put in a passcode to see what happens, and dr two brains is screaming “AAAAAAHAGH THERE ARE RATS IN MY BRAIN AAAHAHAG” in which he is being dragged away like a toddler by sally, and Timmy timbo is only speaking Hebrew now, and he is striking up conversations at random Greek people in Hebrew.
anyways, the travelers leave, and about 6 months pass by before the Romans take over, and we die for some reason. Also, the Roman’s were literally just a bunch of will woods marching in unison with the helmets and armor on (the Roman will wood army had a New Zealand accent for some reason)
I was so confused when I woke up, because I was genuinely convinced that I was this middle aged Greek guy that was getting conquered by the Romans for a solid 5 minutes 💀
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House in season 6 kills me. He's really doing better, and he's off the Vicodin, and he's seeing a therapist, and he's moving forward by quitting because he knows that that's what he has to do to keep this momentum going.
He finds himself a new passion, he keeps connecting with people, he tries to put his old, miserable life behind one step at a time - and then suddenly you hear "And yet my leg hurts". It hurts because cooking isn't enough of a distraction, because cooking can't change the fact that the guy has half his thighs muscles missing - a literal hole in his leg - and all they gave him to handle his pain was ibuprofen. He is surrounded by doctors, and he is one himself, and yet they're all failing him when it comes to giving him a proper, thought-out pain management plan, as you do with chronic pain patients.
Yes, I know it's a series, I know they needed excuses and arguments and reasons to keep the plot moving forward and the series running for a few more seasons. Who would want to see House outside of PPTH, happy (or at least marginally less miserable) and pain-free, working as a researcher like he wanted - offering the occasional consult for a diagnosis but keeping his distance with his old life? It could work, but then the series wouldn't be called House MD anymore. It would, however, have been more hopeful, more realistic, and it could have spared us the slow descent back into misery that were the latter seasons.
It's just very frustrating to see someone on screen really try to make an effort and turn his life around for the better, in spite of how scary that may be, only to be knocked down by everyone around him - and by life - again and again.
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