i don’t know.
it must be me.
sometimes i get new voice mail messages on my cell phone that people left me weeks ago.
sometimes i get my own messages that i left other people months ago.
i even get messages from dead people.
(by the way, they seem content.
the white cotton robes breathe nicely.
food is hot and moderately seasoned.
the only complaint so far, the lines to play bocce ball are long.)