So you can't sprout pearled barley. Damn. Well, no worries, I'll add it to the stew.
A picture of a pump replacement came to mind on awakening: a bucket train instead of a pump. The buckets collapse on the way down empty so almost the full size of the casing pipe can be used.
Just before that, in a dream, as if in a movie, I was seeing people programmed to respond hypnotically to certain voices. Then when I felt my chest constricted, I knew I was being controlled, and my mind was busy trying to figure out where my body actually was when a second constriction woke me up. It was taking place in a Wal-Mart outbuilding of some kind directly adjacent to some sort of border fence.
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