Tonight's picture was taken in October of 2008. Mattie was in the outpatient clinic of the hospital. Next to him was his haunted house. Mattie constructed it out of a cardboard box. The box remained in the clinic and each week, Mattie would work on it and add to it. As you can see there were ghosts attached to the house, but in Mattie's hand was a witch that he created with his art therapists. By the time this haunted house was done, it was an incredible piece of art. As the inside and the outside were equally spooky!
Quote of the day: Today's coronavirus update from Johns Hopkins.
- number of people diagnosed with the virus: 8,398,267
- number of people who died from the virus: 222,940
Last night, I was dreaming of tea cups. I mean a lot of tea cups. Apparently I was living in a house. One that I did not recognize. In fact, I did not recognize the surroundings at all. Yet in this unrecognizable house, I was hosting a tea party. I invited people. But who showed up were people from every avenue of my life. It was like a walk down memory lane from people I knew as a child to now as an adult. However, what was notable in my dream was more people showed up than I had planned and I was desperately searching the house for more cups to serve my guests. At one point, I went outside the house and asked Peter to help me look in cabinets and bins that sat in our driveway. I can recall opening cabinet after cabinet, bin after bin. Instead of finding junk or extraneous items in these storage places, ALL I found were cups. They were the only thing I had stored. To my amazement, I had a tea cup with every pattern and shape possible. It surprised me in my dream, as I had no idea where these cups came from. It was like winning the lottery, except I did not buy a ticket, nor was I winning money. My bounty was in cups. Not to mention friends who showed up.
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