I'm glad to see this thread is still doing business today ever since it was started nearly a year ago.

(Those were great times.

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I haven't posted here for a while, but I can recall one dream I had last night. In this, I was playing squash with a colleague who seemed familiar - he was slightly shorter, fairly stocky, had very short hair, and wore glasses. I remember walking to the old squash courts I used to visit when I was younger, then walking up to play my opponent. As per usual, I was useless at the game and lost the game heavily, but it slowly dawned on me that the ambient lighting in the squash court was extremely dim, something that I hadn't noticed until my victorious opponent, on starting to pack his things away, turned up a dimmer switch on the wall, revealing the squash court at its real brightness.
It was at that moment that I noticed that my opponent's eyes appeared hollowed out, completely black, and he put on his normal glasses which were also pitch black, and I realised that this guy was only able to see things in detail when it was very dark. I shrugged and walked out of the court and towards the exit of the sports centre, only to see various people carrying old men and women on patient trolleys trying to walk past the other way.