A shallow lake, with many waterbirds, especially egrets: I was showing Mother around, An extraordinary vivid dream of Betty & Douglass, and Don—his mother's estate was on the grounds of a lunatic asylum. He showed me around. A policeman trundled a siren up the walk. It was 6:05 p.m., Don was late home. I askt if he ever saw the inmates—'No, they never leave their cells.' Betty was downstairs, Don called down 'A drink' while showering. I can't go into the meaning of the dream except to say a sense of total Loss afflicted me therof: an absolute disappearance of continuity & love and children away at school, the weight of the cross, and everything is what it seems.
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