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I worked at a medical dispensary and later in a hospital. I was never in the field, fortunately, and the only times I was shot at was when I was in places I shouldn't have been. Still, it could have been stress, I suppose. Either that, or I met my Guardian animal. It was the 60s, and I'd been on many a vision quest of a sort prior to my visit to that country.
I've heard flying dreams are a reaction to stress, but who really knows where dreams originate?
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