Had a definite Dream-dream last night.
There was a kind of strange war happening. And I was with a group who were up high on a rocky mountain promontory. At one point, I was gathering rocks that we were going drop down onto this tank-like thing that was trying to blast through down below. And I was thinking about how we’re going to try to toss the cannons themselves since that might crush the tank. I kept thinking about all of the collateral damage. and there was a group of Ethiopians who carried rifles and we had to establish that our groups were actually friendly.
okay, half-remembered dreams.
now, it’s bedtime again. and we’ll go back in.
Reminds me of the description of Air.