[He doubts he'll every get used to the nightmares, at least not in a way that they don't bother him anymore. But he won't say that. Other people's nightmares weren't the same as his. They don't have them every night. He thinks.]

Dreams aren't always...I mean, they don't always make sense. Sometimes they're more about a feeling or a concept than an event. Or they mix a lot of things together.

[His sure loved to do that.]

So they might be about here but also not. Uh...o-or something. I don't know. I try not to think of them very much.