Tears in the Rain

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 I had a heavy, but good, dream last night. Basically the upshot of it was that I keep so much 'stuff' because I want to be known and remembered after my death. Every object I own is a memory that I can't remember with my actual brain. I want people to be able to go thru my stuff and know my life story. My dream was basically in the form of a conversation with someone (myself?) where I was explaining that. And my reply was a very kind, gentle 'aint no one got time for that'...stuff about how everyone has their own life and their own stuff going on, so no one has the time to re-live my life minute by minute the way all my 'stuff' wants them to. And, even my own brain doesn't remember my life, so it's a really impossible demand I'm putting on some future stranger, to see or hold something I owned and know how and where I got it, or who gave it to me, and what it meant to me & what the person who gave it to me meant to me. And then my brain treated me to a scene from Blade Runner. www.youtube.com/watch