I Know When I’m going to Die…
Cause My Birth Certificate has an expiration date on it!
The title and subtitle of this post is actually one of my favorite jokes from comedian Steven Wright. But could you imagine if we had expiration dates? Maybe we should have an expiration date. Think about it, we do spoil if we don’t take care of ourselves. The older we get the weaker we become as if we we’re a medication losing its strength.
Well, if you want to be literal…I guess the reality is we all have expiration dates. We might not know when they are per se.
The cartoon below is part of the Over-Medicated series. A while back when I adjusted my medications, I started to have these bizarre, nightmarish and freaky dreams. This is odd because since the only type sleep I get is medicated slumber and normally, I don’t dream at all. But ever since I adjusted some medication, I get these strange/bizarre dreams.
For example last night, I should say, early this morning…I dreamt I was a Wood Carver and all of a sudden the posh area I worked at was overrun by millions of ravenous, bloodthirsty…squirrels.
What do you think that means?Over-Medicated.com Medication Nightmare: “YOU’RE Expired!!!” Caption: If a medication dies in its sleep does it stop working
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Stewart, C. (2013). I Know When I’m going to Die…. Psych Central. Retrieved on October 1, 2016, from http://blogs.psychcentral.com/humor/2013/02/i-know-when-im-going-to-die/