In chat today, I was telling Wlofie about some strange dreams I had last night. I wanted to paste the story here, because it's kind of weird. So I stripped out the usernames and his comments, just leaving mine here. I left these lines with the same lack of capitalization and punctuation that's my norm for chat.

-- i didnt realize until today that this dream is one i have over and over again. usually i forget this dream after i have had it, but this time i remembered it and all the other ones like it before
-- i am with my unit in Dahran
-- we are holed up in a largish building with adobe exterior
-- it's very hot, very bright
-- the sky is blue blue blue
-- and we are inside making ready for an attack that we expect that day
-- mostly we are already prepared, it's just psyching ourselves up
-- murphy, for some reason, is angry at us
-- he's been living in a car out on the curb for a week or so
-- one of the sergeants
-- so he needs to get his ass back inside the walls
-- everything is quiet and completely still
-- that's the whole dream
-- the feeling of it is irritation and resentment
-- it's like our team is no longer a cohesive unit
-- but we have to pull it together before the attack
-- it definitely has a negative vibe
-- but it's not scary
-- last night i also dreamed about infiltrating a library
-- someone had died in an uprising, a student protestor
-- there was a secret memorial to her in the sewers
-- i had to pass it on the way to the interior wall space to climb up into the library
-- a college library
-- the dream ended just as i entered the upper floor of the library, so i dont know why i was there
-- it was very dark and wet and narrow in the wall, it was stone
-- but there were footholds
-- i touched her statue with reverence

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