Stillsuit
David Lynch was a personal advisor/coach/assistant for me and a group of friends. He was wearing this all-black outfit with lots of straps; the first thing I can think of to describe it is, hilariously, the stillsuit from Dune. It wasn’t that intense, but was actually quite similar. I also remember that he was wearing an athletic cup.
In any case, Mr. Lynch singled me out, looked at the faded white shirt with thin green stripes that I was wearing, and asked, seriously, like he was trying to instruct me, “How many times have you washed your hands today?” I realized that I had spent much of the day washing my hands, that he was trying to say something about my inner psychological struggles, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on what. I woke up before I could be further enlightened.
In any case, Mr. Lynch singled me out, looked at the faded white shirt with thin green stripes that I was wearing, and asked, seriously, like he was trying to instruct me, “How many times have you washed your hands today?” I realized that I had spent much of the day washing my hands, that he was trying to say something about my inner psychological struggles, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on what. I woke up before I could be further enlightened.
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