this morning:

I had 2 dreams but this first one is the only one I can remember.

I was being shipped off to war (I think I was a pilot) in a bus along with some other people. My mom was on the bus making a call to my grandmother. I asked if I could speak to her when she was done. She never responded. I wished I had a cell phone to call Susannah and tell her I loved her.

There was more to this one but I can't remember.

woke up humming "Flowers On The Wall" by the Statler Brothers