Dreams.

I had a dream that I was at war, launching nuclear missiles at Ukraine. I was sitting in a trench, counting the "mushroom clouds" – there were six of them. We didn't have any more missiles, but we seemed to have won anyway. I asked some officer – what's up, how much will they pay me? He said – well, we'll give you forty, see how quickly it all ended. It was a strange feeling, like it was good that the whole thing was over, but also like the money wasn't enough. And then they dropped a cassette bomb on us, and I woke up.