In my comatose state, unpleasant visions fade in
from the dark recesses of my mind. I feel like the three of us are within a blimp that has
broken its tether, with no engine, and no possible means to navigate the flying machine. We
are adrift. The other vision that occurs is my days in mathematics and engineering attempting
to put my head through rhetorical "brick walls" in order to crash through "mental blocks."
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