Suddenly the sea serpent was gone and the belly of the beast became a psychologist’s office. Jonah lay on the couch and someone who looked Freudian stood near him smoking a long cigar.
“Why do you think you imagine you’re trapped in a whale?”
“Fish, you mean.”
The doctor shrugged. Outside the window (the curtains were tied open) I noticed a farmer was using horses to plow the field. Since I was dreaming nothing surprised me.
“So why do you think you imagine your trapped in big fish?”
“I’m not imagining. I’m cut off. I need to reach out.”
The Freudian gestured out the window. “There’s Kelly McGillis and Harrison Ford,” he said. “Look at them separating, going their separate ways because they are from two different cultures.”
“I know how they feel,” said the patient.
“You’re very bold,” laughed the cigar-smoking man. “Come back when you will only use hooks and no buttons. Tell me then that you are in a… sea creature.”
I left at that point hoping to get Ford’s autograph. I should have gone out the window. Leaving through the door, I found myself in the middle of downtown Ninevah. We had been here the entire time,of course.