Later, getting ready for bed, taking off socks, looking carefully in the direction of her feet. Me: "What'cha lookin' at?" Mom: "Letters, swirling around down there." Me: "What kind of letters?" (and I realize that's not what I meant, then wonder what typeface, italic, bold, colors she sees...). She thinks for a moment. "Not the kind you get from the post office." Then dismissively: "I'd rather not think about it." Swings her feet up and into bed. #oldbrains #SeeingThings #VisualHallucination