Can’t sleep; a parade of images are flooding my mind. It’s like watching an old-time movie. I’ve heard it said that our life “flash before us” when we are dying. Mine must be a slow death because my images aren’t “flashing”—they are dragging. Why the reflections on the past? So much sad

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At that point (above), at that moment (about 3:50 AM) the computer suddenly shut down. Then it automatically began to reboot. I did not have the Internet and WiFi (but that should not have affected documentation of a blog page should it?). “Divine intervention”!! The message I was prepared to write was not supposed to be written.