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Dream State Acuity

Dreamed I removed all of my hair except hair atop my head. I was bathing in a white porcelain bathtub surrounded by white casement windows draped with sheer curtains that gently billowed in the breeze. I felt no temperature although I felt the silky smoothness of my hairless body. I was working at cleaning the bathtub of soap scum and stubble. And made sure the casements were gleaming. I leaned out of the window to see the neighbors getting ready to till their soil to make a garden. I had no sign of ALS. I could walk, talk, bend, reach, grasp, sit, stand, and feel normal.

Reporting a segment of my dream has no purpose beyond documenting my mental acuity in dream state even though my body deteriorates from ALS.

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