THe other night I had a dream I was at a war vetren's hospital, and there was a there about 25-30 years old. I couldn't tell why he was at the hospital, obviously a patient, but then he started crying. I asked him what was wrong and he said that he missed his husbad who was also in the army. As it turns out, him and his husband were part of the same team and while patrolling the streets of bagdad and they split up because their team was the only one patrolling at the time, and about 40 yards after htye went east, a mortor hit them. So the guy saw his husband die, almost right in front of him. He was so racked with guilt, thinking he should've been the one to die. I found it weird that I dreamt about a gay guy, but I found the guys affection for his husband really touching.