General Hospital is the world we live in. It is the place where pictures drift up from your memory and stories rattle around in your head. It is where you go when you are sick and the location of where things get fixed. Sometimes it is an emergency. Sometimes you just want to talk to someone.
Pictures spark associations.
Words remind you of what you have to do. Associations are made in the brain. They link a bunch of random details into something that makes sense. Your words float out into the ether of electronic space. It's kind of like science fiction or something.