Robin

On March 23rd 1996 at 6:58 in the morning I got up and went to the bathroom. As I returned to bed strange words began popping into my head. I didnt want to forget them so I went into my sons bedroom who was away at college and recorded them. The room was dark. I didnt have my glasses on and I wasnt dressed. In the desk drawer I located a pen and paper and wrote down the words as they were presented to me. A little more than an hour later my hand was tired and there were fourteen handwritten pages. It was actually one hour and eight minutes. The following is a copy of those fourteen pages. I had a chance encounter with William Shakespeare. He informed me that the person behind his great literary achievements was Sonja Sjorgensen. She was known to me as Robin a young lady who died early in life of fever. She communicated in writing with him through his hand. This happened to me. If this happened to you what would do?