Dreams.

For the last couple of weeks, I've been having restless sleep. 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 only slept for two hours. But at least I don't interact with anyone in my dreams anymore. Today, I had some kind of strange mishmash dream; I managed to remember a few dreams well. In one of them, my comrade and I (in the dream he was my comrade, but in reality, he's just some nobody), dirty and beaten, are fleeing from the battlefield through some forests. Our army has apparently lost, and we can still hear behind us as they finish off the remnants of our troops. We try to escape quietly, and I notice that riders from the enemy appear among the trees – another reinforcement.