Good morning, all! I slept well, except for a very peculiar paranormal experience somewhere in the middle of the night: I awoke and became aware of rustling, shuffling sounds of some sort, and the apartment seemed filled with people, as if I were in the middle of a crowd at a very quiet party. It rattled me, because my first reaction was, I'm dying and my family's come for me; the same things happened in the days before my mother's and father's deaths. My dad reported that the room was filled with angels, and my mother was talking to her dead family members. So, after determining I wasn't dying, I rolled over and went back to sleep.
I need to make a short market run, and then I will spend the day on the choral arrangement, part deux. I think I m now happy with part un.
