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cutelildrow was apparently having a similar dream to mine...

Last night I dreamed that I was back in high school, in some assembly where my AFJROTC squadron was formed up with all the classes mixed together (which never happened, we fell in by flights depending on our class) except that I was wearing a subdued version of the old-style CAP Cadet Staff Sergeant rank on my BDUs, and falling in with the last squad of C Flight, which didn't have any of my fellow cadets from either organization in it. I also remembered thinking that it was odd to be seventeen with a 50-year-old's memories, knowing that all my classmates had their adult memories too. What the hell was that all about, brain? Also, why was I having so much trouble finding my garrison cap? Never had that problem in high school. *shrug*