So, I clean my monitors with disinfecting wipes and now they have a bunch of streaks. I know, I know ... I should have used actual screen cleaner, but I have none.

I had a strange dream a couple of nights ago.

I was back into a military system as a new recruit or maybe conscripted again. I was on a floor with a long hallway and several rooms to the side and I was looking for a room with a free bed (bunk) as in each room there were from 20 to 10 to just 4 beds. It appeared they were all taken as people had left something on the bed to show that it was occupied. The other people were my friends from the Military Academy times. Some of their faces were so clear. some were friends, some I did not care much to associate with, just like it happens in real life when people gravitate toward certain groups and certain people. I was deliberately avoiding certain room with people I did not spend much time during my Academy times and finally I found a free bed in a room at the end of the hallway. Nobody else was there, but the other beds had some sort of token to indicate they were taken. All the rooms were on the left side of the hallway. The right side had other rooms, but they were all like small apartments, much nicer, and of course off limits to us. I guess we were grunts or newbies at this facility.

After i put my stuff down I walked around to get myself oriented with the area. And I was in my underwear!!! WTF!!!  Best part, I did not care and nobody else cared. There was one thought in my mind: they were supposed to provide us with everything. I guess I did not get "my stuff", so of course I was going around in my underwear. HA HA ... yes, pretty weird. 

I do not know if it was underground or just a huge building, but on the other side of the "nice rooms" on the right, there was a mall with shops and a lot of people.I think the "setup" was for our free time so we had a place to go and spend money.

Just weird. Very realistic in the details. I had a feeling that I was not ready for action, as I did not have my equipment (well, duh, going around in my underwear).

Moral of the dream? Always be prepared. I am going to go buy more bullets this afternoon to feel "more prepared" HAHAHAHAHA.