The guy I yelled at in the dog yard who was condoning genocide came back from his second home in Florida and I wished he had stayed but he reappeared and I turned north and I sensed him following and looked back and saw him and scooted Lulu and when I looked back again he disappeared and maybe it was in my mind that he was following and I thought What does he want now? What would he say if we stopped and he caught up with us? I don't want to know, and yet we have to be open to everything in reality, and it's not beyond the realm of the possible that he would have had an awakening, even in Florida.