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In this dream, I was living in a time of war. Not just any war, but one where everyone was fighting, everywhere in the world. It was like an apocalypse. On one particular night in the war, I was alone. I guess that's the best way to describe it. I had done something stupid to drive the people that had been supporting me away. The only person left nearby me was my mother. She was completely s**t-faced. So I figured why not, and decided to drink too. Needless to say, this didn't help. But I didn't care, because it seemed like nobody cared about me. Around the time I had to go back out to the front, I was too drunk to even stand. My dream ended with me falling flat on my face in front of everybody. Now I have a headache.

Maybe I sleepwalk?