From what I remember, my dream last night starts off with me in formation with a few hundred other troops. It appeared to be some type of awards ceremony out at the Clark County Armory. Then I was standing off to the side watching. My friend Brandon was at the front talking to everyone. Then he addressed me and brought up the miracle of the San Diego Chargers being in the playoffs. I remember Sandra being beside be during this. Then I found myself at home, but I think it was my mom's house. I was getting ready, blow drying my hair and putting on makeup. I got a phone call, it was Brandon asking me if I could come back to the Armory and help with a PT (physical training) test. I told him I just had to finish up getting ready and I would be right there, but I would be bringing Chi with me. I then went into the living room and told my mom what I was going to do and she got upset and told me that Brandon had called earlier but she didn't tell me because she didn't want me to go. We got into an argument and then I was walking through the Armory. I remember thinking to myself, why I'm I coming in for drill? I already had my muster (when in the ING/IRR you have to go in once a year and update your information up until your 8 year mark) this year, this is bullshit. And then I was lovingly awaken by Malachi.I have dreams about the military a lot and it's always mixed in with something that's currently going on in my life. Luckily, this is a very mild one. They can get very graphic and horrifying. I've spent the last couple of days with Sandra and Brandon, so that's probably why they are in my dream.
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I still have an occasional dream about military or police life - never figured them out. I talked about a reoccurring dream with a psychiatrist I was "made" to interview with after a traumatic event at work once. After just talking about the dream I never had it again. Go figure!
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