I dreamed that I was at war with Korea. Not necessarily Korea, though, but just “the Koreans.” But, don’t worry, Alexander (the land he ruled was simply called “Alexander” and was next to “Alexanjra”) came to save the day when we sent him a rice hotdish through a magical oven. Strangely enough, our map (which somehow mom could read perfectly. Who would think she would make a good commander?) didn’t have any oceans on it. I guess this was before the continents formed?