Many years ago, there was this old guy in a position of leadership who was mean and condescending to a lot of people, except to the young pretty girls and anyone who kissed up to him and never questioned him about anything he did or said.
One day I confronted him about his behavior. The old guy got furious at me and started yelling at me, insulting me and making some border line racist remarks at me. After that, he made it a point to be especially mean to me until I moved on and never saw the guy again for several years.
After a while I heard a rumor that the guy got dementia. I wasn't necessarily happy about this because I don't wish dementia on anyone, but I wasn't sad about it either because of who he was and how he had treated others.
A few years later I had this dream that the mean old guy was walking toward me in a very crowded place, a mall or restaurant. In my dream I thought the old guy wouldn't recognize me because he had dementia. The guy made eye contact with me, smiled and nodded his head at me as he walked past me and disappeared into the crowd.
The next morning someone posted on Facebook that this old guy had just passed away the night before, the same night I had the dream. Again, I wasn't necessarily happy about his death because I don't wish death on anyone, but I wasn't sad either because of who he was and how badly he had treated others.