I came across a cool idea in another blog for my birthday. I'm going to be 50 years old this year, so I thought I'd made a list of 50 things I want to do before I die. So here's s how the thought process went:
Conscious: That'd be cool. Maybe I'll do that.
Unconscious: You better get to it.
Conscious: I know. It'll take forever to come up with 50 things, huh?
Unconscious: And you don't have that much time.
Conscious: As in ... much time left, do you mean? Huh? Do you know something I don't know?
Unconscious: No, idiot, you don't have that much time until you're 50.
Conscious: Ohhhhhhhhhh. Naw, I have plenty of time. Over a year.
Unconscious: What the hell?
Conscious: What yourself, what are you getting mad at me for?
Unconscious: Duh. When's your birthday?
Conscious: October. You know that.
Unconscious: Yea.... (pregnant pause)
Conscious: (light dawns) Ohhhhhhhhhhh. Shit. That's THIS year I'll be fifty.
Unconscious: Yea ... (waiting for more light to dawn)
Conscious: Ack! That's in just a couple of months!
The Unconscious has no more to say because it's merged into the Conscious. About time.
Just Call Me Horrified