A while ago, April first to be exact, I had a very vivid dream, which by itself is quite strange because I generally don’t remember my dreams at all, and I just had to write it down, especially since I can still remember it like it happened yesterday.

In the dream, I was in Brooks Brothers shopping for a suit of armor.  I had on some chain mail, and one “tailor” (I hesitate to call him that) was measuring me for a breastplate, while another person brought over a cart, not unlike the desert cart at an upscale restaurant, showing me the different styles and types of metal available for it, as well as some gauntlets and helms that might match the different styles of breastplates.

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