Poetess: I was asking the sky to send me a check via air.
Like it would fall on me.
Instead I got extra weight,
And the idea I have to write the book.
Aunt: I had a dream too.
I dreamed that I have to be a massage and acupuncture specialist.
I was emergency room doctor.
Quite my job right at work,
Only patient on the table was arguing,
Didn't he understand power of a dream.
I was living in forest for a year, my business card and prices.
Why so many zeros? Zero is zero...
The real witch: this what kind of doctors we have people.
Grandma: good thing I am a doctor myself.
At eighty nine- be healthy or be a doctor!
Poetess: and this is my don't know story.
Inner voice: what, another one?
