cyclops

this morning i dreamed, at a point close to waking, of a new character to write about. he is an otherwise ordinary man who, when first looked at, seems to have but one eye, centered on the interpupillary line, not unlike a cyclops of myth and legend. the person looking at this man is initially confused, blinks, refocuses. when he is looked at again, the man appears to have two eyes, as do most other folks on this fair planet. is it the man who changes? or is he able to cast a temporary sort of visual hallucinatory spell on those who gaze upon him? this one-eye/two-eyes thing occurs whenever anyone looks at this man, even if a person has seen him a hundred times before, even when he's in a crowd, any time.

strange. it would be a different sort of story for me, and maybe that's what i'm looking for. i don't know what i'm looking for, do i?

i finished that cormac mccarthy book; it was very very bloody. it reminded me a bit of the last elmore leonard that i read, but i liked it better. crazy violent, though.

i've decided i don't like my doctor. and it's not only because he put me on niaspan and wants me to undergo an allergy skin test, with needles. i just don't like him. he sort of brushed me off when i wanted to ask him some questions about my questionable ibs. i'm going to seek out a new primary care provider.