I dreamt I was a pirate. I've been reading a book about pirates, so it only makes sense, and I gotta tell ya, that was a fresh dream. The sense of camaraderie, the jolly nature of the crew. Of course, being a dream, there was no boat. In fact, we'd just been in some kind of battle where I threw a grenade at a huge cannon in the desert, but still. We all cooked together, ate together. I miss that kind of feeling at a job. Past four years I've driven an ambulance, working with a single partner every day. Not the same as working with a group. I spent some time the other week on a film set, saw a bit of the old "all for one" atmosphere, but even there the folks were separated by their respective tasks, the camera crew kept to themselves, as did the electric folk, the gaffers, etc. Maybe it's a sense of belonging, of community, that's what I miss.
Obviously it's time to go out and become a pirate.