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Thoughts and Dreams of Aaron Schmidt

This is the online journal of Aaron Schmidt where he records his thoughts (when they seem relevant) and his dreams (when he can remember them).

02 March 2004 Tunisia

Aurélie and I had a wonderful weekend in Tunisia to celebrate our one-year anniversary.

Many thanks to Fatan and Sonia and Radwin for their excellent hospitality. And I thought Canadians were friendly... they don't have anything on the Tunisians.

I got the chance to experience the real Turkish Baths. (The Turks left some of their culture when they invaded Tunisia in 1574.) Also included was a crazy "massage" that involved my body being twisted in multiple directions and my skin being scrubbed until it bled ... but in the end, I felt great.

Photos are available on Photo Freeangle.

09 February 2004 Rug Rat

My dog was put to sleep yesterday by my parents.

He developed an infection of the liver on Wednesday and quickly deteriorated to the point of no return.

So my parents went in Saturday morning, spent a little time with Tori before the Vet came in and put the sleepy juice in his veins. My parents said he looked very content at the end and there was no pain.

I'm glad both my parents were to see him off. He was a good dog.

31 January 2004 In the war

Crazy dream last night. Kravitz and I were in a war defending our home base. Our position was strong and as the enemy rolled in Kravitz would lob grenades into the group with me shooting any leftover survivors. This continued for quite some time.

I remember at one point, Jim Brennan and his wife Joy arrived and everyone considered it a miracle that they had broken through enemy lines.

Later on in the night, I was inside the base awaiting the next wave of enemy attacks when I noticed Jim calmly talking with the Colonel. Next thing I know, the Colonel stabs Jim in the ribs with a long double edged knife. Jim goes down in a pool of blood but before he dies, the Colonel removes his eyes.

I went into shock and everything starting moving in slow motion. Then the siren sounded and I knew I had to get outside to help my buddy Kravitz.

So I'm putting on my socks and my shoes and my shirt and desperately trying to find my gun clip which I thought was in my pants but maybe it was the pants from yesterday and I'm running all over the base looking for my gun clip and my vest and a weapon because it appears I've lost mine. All this in frustrating slow motion with an overwhelming sense of urgency choking my mind.

I ended up collapsing on the ground with the siren wailing in my ears and that is when I woke up to the alarm going off beside the bed.