So it’s pretty slow on a Sat. Night..So I’m going to post what happened last night. Since I don’t sleep my Doc gave me some sleeping pills that rocks your dreams. Lucky I don’t sleep walk cause I’d be dead by now.
Last night I had a dream that was a full scale Civil war Saga. ( I’m not a civil war buff so I have no idea why ) This is the gist of the story.
I was a soldier for the south fighting in the war and yes I killed Union soldiers in these battles. Ugly shit.
I got captured and sent up north to a prison camp. During my time there I began scoping out a escape and learned how to speak as a Yankee to lose my southern accent. I did a daring escape up north and found clothing to disguise myself as a local. I hid at various places and had to figure out a way to blend in with the locals.
I came across a wild fire in the mountains with Union Soldiers trying to put it out. I jumped right in with them working side by side to put it out. In the end we did and was part of the party afterwards with them to celebrate our work.
They asked why I wasn’t in the Army and I lied about spending the last couple of years out west trapping beavers with my uncle and just got back East. They bought it and wanted me to join up. I had no options so I joined the Army. Luckily for me the war ended and afterwards returned down south to find my friends and wife. ( She was really cute )
I woke up amazed at this saga and was covered in sweat.
Those are some damn good pills and every night is an adventure for me.