And I Think My Spaceship Knows Which Way To Go
Entry 1 9:37 a.m. Two trips in two days. Yesterday, Jenny believes the medium who was with us was speaking with her mother, and that her mother and father were both present. Who am I to say? Today, Jenny will be floating in a most peculiar way as she trips the light fantastic with psychedelic therapy. It will allow her to be more mobile than she has been in months. Speaking of which. Last night at bedtime, Jenny crawled up the stairs to her bed. Arriving there, she was so exhausted, she climbed under the covers with her street clothes on. She began sobbing loudly. I was close behind, having gathered her night time meds. As I pass Leiney sitting on the sectional, I ask her to come up and help. One could hear the sobbing throughout the house. Arriving at the master bedroom, I leaned down and hugged Jenny, asking her if she was crying because it was so hard to climb the stairs. That was the reason, she acknowledged, and began crying louder. Her bed ha...