another dream

some time in the early moring hours, i wander into mother's room.  i start to get in bed with her, but then stop.  then she gets in bed with me.  there is a terrible stench. we are alarmed about something.  perhaps there is a dog on the scene, perhaps mia the dachshund.  i woke up.  it was mid morning. i have not been feeling very well.  i have taken an extra abilify.  my skin is crawling.  i wonder if death is near.  so much is wrong.  soon it will be lunch time. pat just called.  i remembered something else from my dream.  i  was with pat in the old montgomery wards down on the seventh street.  i walked by a bible display.  there was a thin wide shelf from which i pulled a very large, two feet by three feet, black leather bound king james bible with large print.  i showed it to pat.