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I had a dream the other morning. It wasn't a very detailed or long dream, just me chatting with someone in a locker room while I was hanging up a shirt, and feeling very calm and satisfied (Feelings that have been slipping from me lately). Later on in the day, I realised the shirt looked like a navy uniform, a Chief's uniform to be precise.
I never made Chief... didn't kiss the right butt or look the other way often enough. This is something that has always disappointed me, that it was decided that I wasn't good enough and couldn't be allowed to join the upper ranks. Especially when I saw the slackers and butt boys get ahead of me.
Sometimes I pretend that dreams are glimpses into an alternate reality... Is there some sort of alternate universe where I succeeded in getting to a higher rank? What did I learn there, or do to achieve this...?
Then again, dreams are probably just my minds way of defragging the brain and my memory systems, and I'm spending too much thought on this.
I never made Chief... didn't kiss the right butt or look the other way often enough. This is something that has always disappointed me, that it was decided that I wasn't good enough and couldn't be allowed to join the upper ranks. Especially when I saw the slackers and butt boys get ahead of me.
Sometimes I pretend that dreams are glimpses into an alternate reality... Is there some sort of alternate universe where I succeeded in getting to a higher rank? What did I learn there, or do to achieve this...?
Then again, dreams are probably just my minds way of defragging the brain and my memory systems, and I'm spending too much thought on this.