From: Richard.Silk@Juno.Com   
      
   OK, apologies for dating that previous header as "2023."  It's interesting   
   sometimes when I find myself putting down a date from the 1970s, but hey, it   
   happens :-)   
      
   So sure, I understand, people may be wondering if all I have to talk about   
   that's dream-related involves my elderly mother.  Well, when one's parent   
   begins   
   to approach that particularly shadowed valley, it's *very much akin* to   
   approaching the event horizon of a black hole.  Things along *a particular*   
   line   
   of discussion have been moving *arduously* slower, at increasingly slower pace.   
   For example, Mom no longer eats solid food and only occasionally is sucking in   
   her favorite:  Cranberry Juice.   
      
   Her verbal / physiological responses have also declined to *nearly*   
   indistinguishable, yet with an occasional moment of punctuation, so as to   
   express a particular "yay" or "nay" type preference.   
      
   At any rate, this morning, following the 7:30 AM wake-up period, yet before the   
   11:AM get-ready-to-visit period of the day, I was lying upon the (slightly   
   longer) living room couch, and "saw" a silhouette version of myself (sort of   
   black & white, but mostly gray) walking away, that is, I saw myself *from   
   behind* as my image was walking away.   
      
   This blip lasted only a moment, and I pondered it a bit until later today,   
   after   
   visiting Mom around lunch, I was ready to take my leave of the room, and   
   realized I *may* have been "seeing myself from her perspective," possibly for   
   the last time as a dream-like vision / perception, but no bets on that.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)