It's all in my head...

An imaginary conversation between me and a fictional character named... erm... Bob... no, not Bob... uh... John, no John... ummmmmmmmmm, Francisco.  Sounds good. 

Me: Hey Francisco, how's it going? 

Francisco: Great!  What are you up to?

Me: Just trying to write this blog entry.

Francisco: Really?  You have a blog?

Me: Well, technically, but this is only my second entry.

Francisco: Oh, well... what's it about?

Me: It's about... stuff... what I'm thinking about, books I've read, people I've met, life altering experiences...

Francisco: Near-death experiences?!

Me: I've never had one of those.

Francisco: Oh.

Pause

Me: Have you ever had one of those?

Francisco:  It was weird.  I was out late at night when all of a sudden this blinding light comes out of nowhere and I was totally floating towards it, like, through the air!  

Me: Wow...

Fransisco: Yeah, and when I got to the end of the tunnel of light there were these people - only they didn't exactly look like people - they had this weird hair and too many fingers - but they gave me something to drink.  That was the best drink I've ever had in my life. 

Pause

Me: Then what happened?

Francisco: I don't know.  I woke up and it was morning.  

Me: huh...

Francisco: Yeah... crazy...

Me: You're sure it was a near-death experience?

Francisco: What else could it be?

Me: I don't know...