Last night I had a dream that Mom and I were wheeling through Illinois. Throughout the dream, I kept saying that I didn't "get" why we were looking at the various (lovely, in color) views, but then we came to "The Abraham Lincoln Memorial Park," which was Mom's destination.
My dream view was splendid; the "park" was vast, colorful, and beautiful -- a bit like the Grand Canyon, but not a canyon. Mom said, "You see? You wait long enough and the answer is revealed."
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