Last night I had this really wondrous and vivid dream in which I was the main character, but the main character was not me, if that makes sense. It was about grief and war and Hamilton the musical, which I have thinking about a lot lately. There was no Daveed Diggs in the dream (I'm sorry about this, too), only the line from "One Last Time" in which Washington sings "everyone shall sit under their own vine and fig tree and no one shall make them afraid" which is from the Book of Micah, chapter