I haven't had an abundance of vivid dreams in my life, but there are a few that seemed so incredibly real that I still can't shake them.
Ever since getting back on US soil (Thursday night), I've had horribly disturbing dreams about war. In Cincinnati. Every morning, I wake up and survey the neighborhood for damage. And I look to the sky, expecting to see war planes.
This needs to stop. I might be going insane.
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I too had a dream about war in Cincinnati - bombs falling on Delhi Park to be exact - a few feet from where I was standing. Remind me to tell you more about it in person.
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