I really enjoy the morning routines with Jen and Scottie. Sometimes it feels inconvenient but most of the time it's a nice slice of the day we start together, talking about what comes up. It seems, I think, I talk more than she on most occasions. That's probably true. Today though she told me about a dream she had in which or ex-brother-in-law who passed away came to her in a dream. It was interesting. He was abstract in form and the experience was one that made her feel he was saying goodbye. It lead to a philosophical talk about what may or may not exist in some other realm of consciousness outside of our physical body, about afterlife, and about how we approach our lives. I took something she related about the dream to imply that what we deal with during this lifetime and all that we concern ourselves with might just end up being as significant in an afterlife as the upset we felt at 3 years old when we struggled with a drawing or didn't want to wear a particular article of clothing. Compteley and utterly insignificant and inconsequent in light of the bigger picture. Having had Paula pass away last night likely played into the discussion but it was interesting and inspirational to just hear her thoughts and such. I'm so grateful to have her be so tolerant of my rantings, too. I've had a long week, and felt it mid-day and into the evening. Fuzzy-minded and sort of resigned to just be still, mentally, for awhile. We had fun playing Farkel with Jon and Cheryl over zoom. Great simple fun easy game. A total 'last minute' thing that work nicely into the evening. Going to go try and get back into Antkind now.