There were more dreams this morning. I was in a hospital for unknown reasons as there didn't seem to be anything wrong with me. A young female technician came to administer a cognitive test. Along with Mary Lou and another person, I was given a handset with a numeric keypad. The object of the test was to press a button with the number 8 every time I saw a certain visual stimulus. The test started but I couldn't identify the 8 on my handset. I fiddled with the handset, which seemed to change confusingly, attempting to find it without success. This preoccupied my attention so I was oblivious to the visual stimuli. The test ended quickly while I was struggling with the handset. Obviously I'd failed the test and I began to protest that the test was invalid. "I know about testing! I've taken psychometrics! I have a PhD in Clinical Psychology!" At the same time I wondered if something was wrong with my perception. Would this result in my being kept in the hospital?
Tuesday, September 7, 2021
It doesn't matter if
That's the working title of my new song. I recorded two acoustic guitars and a vocal track for a very rough demo in C major, the key I wrote it in. C is low for my voice so I tried it in D which was better. Therefore, I will redo the demo in D. I'm still ambivalent about the song but I will press on with it and see what happens.
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