Dreams.

For the past couple of weeks, I haven't been sleeping well. I wake up 3-5 times a night. As a result, it's hard to get out of bed in the morning, and I feel like I've only slept for a couple of hours. But at least I'm not interacting with anyone in my dreams anymore. Today, I had some strange, nonsensical dreams, and I managed to remember a couple of them quite well. In one of them, my friend (in the dream, he's my friend, but in reality, he's just some random guy) and I, dirty and beaten, are fleeing the battlefield through some woods. Our army has basically lost, and we can still hear the sounds of the enemy finishing off the remnants of our troops behind us. We're trying to escape quietly, and I notice that riders from the enemy are appearing among the trees – another wave of reinforcements. But these aren't ordinary human riders; they're some kind of amorphous creatures, as if made of clay, capable of changing shape, and you can't easily kill them. I gesture to my friend to be quiet. We try to cross a clearing, but we're spotted. A couple of riders and a few more infantrymen attack. One of the riders charges at me. I'm armed with a one-handed sword, while the enemy has some kind of two-handed sword. (Oh, that feeling of doom, when you can't run or win, and all that's left is a long and sorrowful wait for the end.) Thinking, "Well, we're screwed," and thinking about how to stab him in the stomach and get away, I stab him in the stomach and manage to jump back. (Out of the corner of my eye, I see my friend manage to knock the second rider out of the saddle and immobilize him – apparently, my friend is some kind of badass fighter.) But since this thing isn't human, it doesn't care. A kind of smiley face appears on its face, with two eyes and a cheeky grin. This thing throws its two-handed sword at me (heavy, rusty, battered) and, as if from its own body, creates two more swords. In general, I somehow managed to defeat this thing. I had to cut it in half and back again about ten times. My friend managed to take down three of the amorphous creatures, but in the end, a bunch more showed up, and they either captured us or let us go; it's not clear.