I got in bed pretty late, after 4 AM or 5 AM, and I had a variety of dreams that I remembered but I did not record most of them; and so now I can only barely remember part of two dreams.
I only remember part of the end of this dream, but I know that this dream had the strongest emotion/feelings of all the dreams and it was the same emotion/feelings that I felt in another dream last week or the week before that was stronger than the life and death moments in my next dream and in one of those dreams from that other day.
This dream probably involved me, my former male classmate JC, and maybe my former male classmate DH being on a team, and we had to have one-on-one fights against another team of professional mixed martial artists including Brock Lesnar.
JC is the only person to have ever beat me in a grappling match in my adult life, DH is the only person that forced me to a draw in a grappling match in my adult life, and both of them are bigger than me and have had some martial arts training (DH is a black belt in probably two martial arts and has military training, and JC had some brief MMA training and years of being a professional wrestling fan who would wrestle for fun more than I did and he has strange joints et cetera that make it harder to do some submission moves against him) but I do not really have any official martial arts training (except for a 1 hour self-defense class for women that I attended with my mom and my male cousin DE once when I was a kid).
I remember part of one dream from last night that involved the History Channel TV show Vikings.
I do not think that I was in the dream oddly, and I remember that Ragnar Lothbrok and his crew were sailing by boat to do/make another raid to the West.
A second boat was also sailing with them, maybe his wife and/or some less experienced warriors were on this boat (I am guessing that his wife was on his boat & not this one), and both boats had not left their borders yet I think; but they were sailing out toward the sea.
The second boat landed at a what I think was a library, they probably thought or hoped that it was a monastery/church, and so they raided it.
I remember that Ragnar and his boat passed by smiling/laughing at the second boat’s crew raiding what seemed to be a library that was probably still in their country, I guess that the second boat’s crew thought that they were in the West or they just were ready to raid something, and Ragnar & his crew kept sailing.
I remember the second boat’s crew raiding & celebrating inside the library, I remember wondering what knowledge/documents/et cetera got destroyed and/or people/librarians, but I woke up.