dreamed of flying. ^ my passed mother appeared in down dream. she likely welcome my son. then we hanged in a library, where warrenzh tried to hide his shoes among books. then the hero, the protagonist in dream flying over river styx with a branch of tree. he had to constantly cut off creatures attempting attach to the branch traveling high speed. he is legendary hero in the dream, like Titan or Apollo. last dusk I didn't visit my son, but rested a long time in QRRS Dorms' garden. I enjoyed the breeze and sky and trees on the bench. I reviewed experience when I trapped in asylum, where some kind woman doctor and nurses treated me well. I saw environment for mental patients decaying and more and more mental disordered patients canned in highly condensed space, worsen their recovery process. last Sunday my son enjoyed video game, "Heavy Fire Afghanistan", with company of 2, including me and visiting girl relative there for his mom's English tutorial. we broke 3 levels, or completed 3 missions. God, hometown tour is near, grant us a successful journey as planed and budgeted. bring me sooner my Royal China, my family life after near 8 years' singling out. thx Dad, God, in thise sunny morning.