Welcome to a thought experiment, one in which you are asked to "picture yourself in a" road or a river...only your name's not Lucy, and the sky is outside, with diamond-like stars, if you could see them; no, you're ensconced in a home equipped with wall to wall screens, much like the interactive wall screens featured in a somewhat forgotten film, Truffaut's "Fahrenheit 451", an upside down world in which firemen combust literature.
Now, examine your surroundings. There's that flat screen you're hoping to replace with the newer, bigger HD features, you just saw it on that screen, the sale...you pause, not to smile at the irony of an appliance actually seeking its obsolescence but, rather, to wonder if you have enough sky miles to flip over to your bank's cross-marketing deal with the big box outlet it owns. Besides, it's always on, talk about maximum return on investment, only you use the abbreviated 'R.O.I.' you heard on the financial channels.
You're distracted by that commercial, the one it seems is played a lot, and on every channel, it seems. You decide to ask your doctor about it, and those other drugs your friend told you about, the ones with the animated story boards where everyone smiles, emerging from holes in the lawn or localized rainy clouds that hover over just them. You wonder if your vet can help your pet, too; you audibly say 'huh' from smirking chapped lips, remembering that many of those animated drug ads have happy dogs in them. You're glad you smirked, remember to grab some of that beeswax stuff for your lips, it's all natural, which reminds you, aren't bees dying, you saw something between those drug commercials, what was that about the bees, maybe it was about Africanized bees, can't recall.
Your smartphone rings with that retro ringtone you downloaded because it reminded you of a simpler time.
It's your friend telling you she's just seen something on TV about an app that you can get to keep you up to date on getting the latest apps to make your life more focused and organized. You're grateful because you need to get organized, life is just so busy. That word, 'busy', makes you daydream about bees, how you've always thought of them when you hear about being busy, and sometimes beavers, too. You recall a show about beavers, how they degrade the environment to serve their needs and, maybe, you saw beavers in that drug commercial. Your friend asks if you're alright.
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You reply in the affirmative, now distracted by the screen to your right, the one you can see through the mirror; they're talking about business profits. 'Business', you think, 'isn't that from the root word 'busy'?' Your smartphone reminds you you've got a doctor's appointment soon.
You excuse yourself, and jump in the shower, thinking about how dangerous it would be to jump in the shower; your mind does that a lot lately. Maybe it's a side effect, better ask your doctor.
You engage the in-shower music player, it's John Lennon, singing "A Day in the Life", you love that song. He says persuasively that he'd love to turn you on...your stockbroker, she said she'd love to turn you on, too, to a great investment opportunity.
You step out of the shower, remembering to call your broker. You ask her about that opportunity, and she says it's in Russian real estate, right next to Lenin's tomb, and the Kremlin. You smile when she comments on you as an eager beaver.