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Dreams | of places | strange.

I was in a village that had been constructed in a valley near a river. The place was not really that remarkable, but was functional. Everyone who lived there had a small, compact building in which they lived and worked. Each place was dedicated to some aspect of service or product that was needed by others. Every transaction involved bartering. There were no currencies. Everyone traded for what they needed.

I was being given a tour of the place. I had arrived from off planet and had some business that involved the community. I was being given a tour so I would know exactly how the current system worked so that whatever I was going to do would mesh with the system.

As I said, there was nothing remarkable about the place. People seemed peaceful, healthy and active. The men appeared to all be about the same age, as did the women and children. There were no tiny babies and no elderly people. It was as if everyone and everything had been transplanted there by machines. Buildings were not marked or individualized in any way. Everything was uniform.
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Got a haircut today. Took some time. The shops are busy with people's hair for the holidays. Next to last day of this year. One more day and the New Year arrives. 2006! Clickety-clicks, 2006!

Awoke with shaking (guess that's the way it is). Finally, just got up and did a Qigong session to quiet things down. Was shaking some while the barber worked on my cut. She didn't seem to notice. I felt like I was vibrating from the tremor. I guess I notice it more than others might.

Have been incrementally packing and gathering stuff. I really don't have much stuff with me, but even so it's a lot more than I actually use.

Picked up some staples to carry with me--rice, oats, beans, etc. Have my seasonings and spices, my rice cooker, and a few cans of miscellaneous items.

I keep thinking about what it's going to be like as this illness progresses. Right now, with fairly mild symptoms, I'm nearly useless. I can't concentrate for long periods of time. I feel low energy. The few moments of relief are generally overwhelmed by much longer periods of distress. My night sleeps don't seem to be giving me complete rest--I keep feeling like I want to nap during the day.

Blah, blah, blah! Same old story, same old tune. Rain is falling. There is no moon. One more day and this year is done. Then lots of dancing and lots of fun.

Two huge people eating breakfast this morning. It looked painful! A mound of food in front of each one. Together, they must have weighed over 400 pounds! But, I thought, they are healthy and I am eating nominally but dealing with a hidden disorder. So difficult to look out and not run a comparison of me versus them. Would I trade a bunch of pounds for no symptoms? It didn't look like a worthy trade from my viewpoint. They looked ill at ease. But, no such trade is imminent. I have mine and they have theirs. And so it goes...