March 29, 2006
I dreamed last night that I was in a Yeshiva with hundreds of bachurim. I was just released from the hospital but was still in much pain. I could not walk. The Yeshiva was dark and lifeless. I tried to learn, but when I was given a sefer I could not even read the Hebrew. I was told that it was Hebrew letters but the language was Italian (Latin?). No one would help me. I tried to keep up with the bachurim who left the beis medresh but could not. When I returned, the seats were being occupied by young women. I could not find the men nor could I learn with the women so I just stayed in the hallway very sad and in pain.