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(“When I get comfortable in my chair, then I start drifting,” Jane said as I worked on these notes. “I go to sleep....” And she did it again. She woke up confused: “Didn’t I have a cigarette going? I thought I did....” She’d gone through the same reaction re smoking earlier in the evening. Finally I did read the session to her. “I’m sitting here feeling funny in the funniest fashion,” she said, “without being able to explain what I mean.” We had snacks of toast and milk and headed for bed shortly after 10 PM.

(I was amused during the visit to learn that “two little old ladies, one who’s interested in your stuff and one who’s a skeptic,” waited in the car in the driveway while Michaellen and I talked under the porch light. She sat in one of the porch chairs while I stood up so I could move about and keep warm. Every so often whoever was driving the car would start it up so the heater would go on. But in the dark night I could see only the hood of the little car, and never the two old ladies. The car could have been sitting there running itself as far as any other signs of life were concerned. We talked so long the two ladies must have become quite impatient waiting.... Michaellen and I embraced and kissed as she said goodbye, and I wondered what her companions thought of such behavior between strangers, right out there under the light.