The bizarre day residue in last night’s dreams was having joined the Polish army and commenting that my rogatywka looked like a Feldmütze had babies with a slouch hat. They also issued me a bucket for decontaminating body (power?) armor and my friend mentioned that it wasn’t actually useful for that but most people kept theirs to shit in, in a pinch. Btw the only Polish I know is “good afternoon” and I have no interest in enlisting, my chances of joining the Polish army are pretty limited.