I awaken to a horrible surprise, the feminine face of death.
Well, at least in the dream.
I’VE BEEN DIGNOSED WITH a terminal illness. Suppose what or who was on my mind was the retirement or “brand-value” issues. Somehow Ohio was in this or related sequences as someone was trying to reconnect with me or seduce me … while I kept moving on to my own lover and eventual wife and projects.
I’ll label this part Disturbing.
Jnana's Red Barn 