Sometimes things come back to me in pieces, much later than when I actually drempt about them.

I was a fox, or a wolf, and I was bounding and growling at people who were "badguys", and I was pouncing on them.

Also, I was I kick-ass swordsman, hacking apart the weapons of some ruffians, and scareing them away. I was good enough to cut the weapons, and the handles of the weapons into pieces all without harming any of the guys holding them.

Finally, I was in a large, Japanese style bathhouse, that was also an elevator. It could go up and down floors and collect and drop off people. It was in a large hotel.

These are the silly things that occupy my dreaming time.