031001 #eel he said, kind of befuddled as if he really didnt know better, "no, i'm not dead; i was just out wandering around�.�.�.�" then as we were all sort of walking around in circles, i said, "dude i don't know, you seem kind of cold. and not just normal walking around outside cold." i looked in his mouth. "see, look at your mouth." it was sort of cottony looking, whitish. "i'm afraid you really may be dead, after all." it was kind of like the feeling of waking from a good dream you had thought real for a moment, only to be faced with how bitterly mundane life inevitably is.