I dreamed that Cybil stood by Zanne
when the mission took a turn for the worse.
At this point, as Zanne, I carried many bruises. I also dreamed that Deirdre had begun to fall
asleep now and then, in unexpected circumstances. Day residue, perhaps, on both accounts. At the time I worked exhausting hours,
aggravating my narcolepsy. Bruises
covered me from falling asleep on my feet so often. I needed to dream of others nurturing me
I dreamed of Sarge and his care
package, and the realizations and emotions that went with this scene. The dreams included the arrangement described
inside the tent.