Dreams are a funny thing; they usually make no sense, but sometimes they are prophetic.
When I was a child my dreams were either monsters chasing me or flying under my own power. Flying were my favorites.
Since I was out of the navy decades ago, my dreams were about being back in the navy and with the near 11 years I did, a new enlistment would give me 15 years and then I would have had to go the full 20 years for retirement.
A few nights ago I dreamt I was dead! I was delighted to awaken the next morning and find out I wasn’t dead.
Again, dreams are very strange.
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