shipmaker -- another chunk.
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Walter had an attachment to a sort of recurring dream he had. There was a unifying factor, but then differences also. The unifying factor was a woman with changing hair. Throughout the dream her hair would shift from being brunette, to auburn, and sometimes to black. He never remembered any distinct facial features, only her hair, and he knew it was always changing. He would always feel as if he'd seen a different woman, but in the dream and after, he knew to recognize it as the same woman. The dream would include snippits of him being in a forest, cutting down a tree, then another snippit of a tree in a barren field, set on fire. Other times he would be on a ship, with the sail of the ship covered in words that appeared and ran across the sails as if someone was writing on it as he journeyed across the sea. He never remembered what the words said. He had no attachment to anything in the dream, but instead, to the feeling he had when he thought about it. It wasn't as if any image in the dream struck him, or made him want to decipher it. He just liked the thought of having a dream and remembering it.
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