loose cannon or cannon fodder

[binsoup]

Even with the weird dream, I had very nice afternoon nap. The first part of the dream now feels disjointed, I remember flashes of images of real people I know in real life. In the dream I work in a bistro. The last part is what stuck, probably because it had a somewhat linear flow. In it I was talking with one of the people who work in the bistro

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[c5]

really interesting how the brain mixes mundane real-life stuff into a trippy bowl of spaghetti when we sleep.