From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   2020/05/20 Wednesday:   
      
   Only one *memorable* dream set to record:  It had a Hallowe'en feel to it, as   
   if "I" were leading my three younger kids (4 total, but Charles is 14 years   
   older than Logan) out "Trick-or-Treating" in a former neighborhood (I didn't   
   *quite* catch the    
   location.  The dream was dark-night, and I didn't observe any of the houses   
   clearly.)  There was this *brief* -feeling- of flying (hovering) along the   
   street, almost as if we were all zooming into the scene together, coming to a   
   landing.  However, the    
   approach was more like that of an airplane (horizontal) than a helicopter   
   (vertical) and the section that seemed similar to flying was *very* short,   
   perhaps a few yards at best.  My youngest, Alyssa, had most of the focus   
   during this portion, likely    
   because (if I recall correctly) she spent most of our last outing up on my   
   shoulders.  The next portion of the dream focused on Landon, her "Irish twin"   
   (they were born less than 1 year apart.)  It was not *too* clear, more   
   "feeling" based, and as always,   
    my heart went out to him.  Even back when we "lived together," his mother   
   kept him *mostly* over at "Granny's" (her grandmother's) which I could never   
   understand, and I *always* missed his presence.  Logan (the eldest of the 3)   
   was in the dream, but off    
   doing something (likely trick-or-treating) and was only noted in the dream for   
   a *very* brief instant, and even that, at a distance.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)