Last night..

I dreamed that I was supposed to be going to Korean War, but before we deployed a man who was supposed to deploy with me was swimming in a lake and I was sitting on a dock. And while he was swimming he was struck by a jet ski, but not like a jet ski was in the water, instead it came from the sky. The bright red jet ski cut through the sepia tones of the rest of the dream.

I never got to go to war, because I was tied up in the investigation, being questioned constantly by men in trench coats and wide-brimmed hats. After becoming a successful doctor, I looked back wondering how I got to where I was and if I could have done it with out his untimely out of this world death.


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