* The Sandman's Dream Journal o/***

I should have journaled this earlier, but I have to at least note this dream.

I was looking at a Nazi. I didn't want to become his prisoner. I realized it was a little odd to be looking at a Nazi, and while I didn't like it, it wasn't as big of a deal as it obviously would have been if it were real.

I was also near Russian soldiers. They were a much better option if I had to be taken prisoner.

In waking life, I have a book of personally written poetry. Some soldiers from one of the two sides were looking for my poetry as though it were illegal propaganda or something. I think I started looking for the book so I could hide it.