Notes - daydreaming / real life

       Mid-morning. You are ready for a nap after which you need to exercise, bathe and ready yourself for Bill at noon when he fixes your recess light above the sink. Later, - Amorella

       0924 hours. I already had the list in hand, so to speak.

       So do Ship and Onesixanzero. - Amorella

       0926 hours. Do we go over this now?

       If you wish. - Amorella

       0926 hours. I'm still tired. . . . was up during the night, that is, I was awake and I need to catch up . . . heavy eyes. Plus, Jadah is ready to go back upstairs. Later, Amorella

       Who says you don't have free will? - Amorella

       Later in the afternoon. Bill fixed the recessed light above the kitchen sink, charged twenty you gave him thirty as he had come from Norwood. You could not have fixed the light thirty years ago let alone now because it was so awkward to work on. Carol is on page 87 of The Blue Bistro. Before lunch of left over Papa John's pizza you both did yard work and have used up five of the ten bags of mulch you bought from the local Boy Scout troop. This is another Spring fabulous afternoon with an almost cloudless blue sky, and according to your watch it is sixty-two degrees. While eating the cold pizza you were reading the newest Discover which arrived a couple days ago. The fun article was on 'daydreaming' and how it is good for the mind to wander from time to time. You felt right at home and were surprised when research shows that many people who have time on their hands to let the mind wander can do so for only between six and fifteen minutes without moving on to a focus. Many are afraid to let their minds wander, mostly because idleness is thought to be a sin (promotes dirty or otherwise bad thoughts). Not so, eh, orndorff? - Amorella

       1642 hours. Once I gained some actual physical experience in the sexual area I moved back to adventures that were mostly in the realm of science fiction or  of historically and/or mythologically induced ancient times -- hardly ever the present. Visiting other realms be they to see aliens or faeries, wizards, sprites or Venus in the half shell; it was all for the adventure into semi-esoteric to esoteric places. I'm still 'mind-wandering' as I did from the age of four to (now) seventy-four. Why would it be a sin to dream and conjure up different environs to have mental adventures in?

       This is a reminder as to where you are, sitting near the Whitmore memorial facing west in north central Rose Hill Cemetery. - Amorella

       1710 hours. We are home. Carol is starting a load of wash as we are leaving for Kim and Paul's shortly after one tomorrow.

       1741 hours. In real life I don't mind (what could I do about it anyway) if after we physically die, we are as asleep without dream or nightmare. It would be a condition without known purpose, but of course living might be a condition without known purpose also, that is, other than survival. Is 'will' a part of surviving? I would think so, particularly if we have reason (no matter how outlandish) to survive. If this were the case then it would not come up that I would desire to continue having a wandering mind. Take the 'i' out of being and nothing takes its place. So what? It would make no difference except to other people you knew and who knew you. Surviving physical death only means something if most everyone survives physical death. An endless-like sleep sounds rather refreshing. For the most part I dislike noise. I like sounds, particularly the human voice and the sounds of my once pets -- dogs, cats, a rabbit and particular gerbils, hamsters and mice. I don't remember my snakes or horned toads making much noise, the others made odd, soft squeaks. I like the robust sounds of certain zoo animals also. The lion's roar at sunrise is quite unique. I could go on and on. Mostly not a cacophony of anything.

       Are you done? - Amorella

       1824 hours. I am. Got carried away in thought . . .. And then carried away, I guess. 

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