Month: May 2002

5.31.02 EXT. NORTH QUAD 8:50am DAY

if i were to go to a san­i­tar­i­um and com­mit myself into their care for no rea­son except that i ‘felt like it’ would they take me? the only abnor­mal­i­ty i would have would be my desire to com­mit myself to a san­i­tar­i­um. i’m not crazy. but then again what sane per­son puts them­selves in a san­i­tar­i­um for no rea­son? if i think i am mad, am i mad? does it work as a self-ful­fill­ing prophe­cy, a reverse catch-22? sort of like sam fuller’s flik Shock Cor­ri­dor, where this grahzny reporter type veck (oops that was yes­ter­day) sneaks into an asy­lum to find a mur­der­er and ends up one wave short of a ship­wreck (name that song folks…) him­self.