I cannot stand the kind of dream I had last night. I've had countless dreams about being in Marine Corps boot camp. Usually I dream of standing out, being a leader, and doing everything right for the Drill Instructors.
Not so in my latest dream.
I was taken the first written test required in boot camp. All the recruits were sitting at desks in a big circle. When the testing began, I knew nothing. I was so upset because I thought I'd either be recycled to a new platoon, or dropped from training all together.
That's it, short and un-sweet.
I loathe dreaming about my unfinished goals and lost hopes. But hey, I guess it's just another dashed dream.
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