Had more dreams. I voluntarily got shot with an arrow and woke up, and, go figure, I may as well have been shot with an arrow. It was an awkward visit to emergency. I'm sure that having amnesia on my records and showing up with an hole in my chest I can't explain was more alarming for them than for me.
But it's fine. Came home and took a nap. More dreams, not so great ones. No arrows this time.