From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   2020/07/14 Tuesday:   
      
   Mom was complaining of chest pains this morning from all last night, so we   
   went to the ER this morning, but they disallow visitors, so she's there on her   
   own for now.   
      
   Meanwhile, I had some *really ODD* dreams from last night (so what's new?) but   
   I hope they're still mostly intact for writing down here:   
      
   The one dream of note involved a kind of gathering of people, something like a   
   bingo hall (but not for bingo) where people were at tables, and the hall   
   itself was large enough to accommodate dozens, if not maybe hundreds(?)   
   Meanwhile, I had a name tag    
   that was given to me for some reason (some evaporation here, but I don't   
   recall even knowing why I was getting it, exactly, in the dream, although it   
   did seem sensible at that time) but a few moments later, I (the dreamer in   
   this time was allegedly    
   myself) was in a "far" corner of the room (well, "near" to me, because it was   
   my perspective, but "far" from where I had been moments before) when some guy   
   picks up a name tag from off the floor and calls my name: "Richard Silk?" at   
   which point "I" (the    
   dreamer) responded, and it seems "I" had *lost* the name tag earlier / it had   
   fallen off, and thus it was returned to me (dream ended.)   
      
   In another dream, "I" (the dreamer) seemed to be in charge of a LOT of dogs of   
   different breeds, maybe a dozen, possibly less, *maybe* more, but it was   
   certainly a "pack."  I don't recall anything else, such as where we were or   
   what we were planning on    
   doing, but I *did* feel like the "pack leader" in the sense that I was perhaps   
   about to take them all for a walk or romp in a bark park.   
      
   The ODD dream involved some kind of sheet, similar in size / texture to a bed   
   sheet, only it was upright and used to wrap either around the dreamer, or the   
   dreamer wrapped it around another figure.  It's *very* likely the dream could   
   have been portraying    
   *both* perspectives simultaneously, but regardless, the next thing the dreamer   
   was aware of was looking out *through* the sheet except that it appeared as if   
   there was some kind of strange, bird-beaked mask on the outside.  The dreamer   
   could barely see    
   through two noted eye-holes, which reminded me afterward of how a dog might   
   "see" through its nostrils.  There was a bit of motion involved, a kind of   
   left-right head motion, as if trying to get a better view outside of the right   
   side peep hole, when the    
   dream ended.   
      
   That's all for now I suppose.  Sure hope Mom gets better soon!  (What she   
   *really* needs is a stint and/or oxygen, but she IS over 90, and looking   
   forward to her eventual exit.)   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)