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It is not easy to sleep when the moon is full.
First, had a nightmare dream: a horrible accident on hwy 85, with bleeding bodies on the road, a leg lying apart, and a bus maneuvering around it; we had to stop to help someone, but we did not, and I felt guilty.
Then I woke up and tried to figure out, first, how to prove that if a^2 + b^2 divides into 1 + a * b, the division result is a square, and how to use atomic operations instead of mutexes - when the moon showed up from behind the trees, and shone like a floodlight right into my face.
Then there was a loud single shot outside. Someone has probably shot himself. If people shoot at others, it is usually not a single shot.
First, had a nightmare dream: a horrible accident on hwy 85, with bleeding bodies on the road, a leg lying apart, and a bus maneuvering around it; we had to stop to help someone, but we did not, and I felt guilty.
Then I woke up and tried to figure out, first, how to prove that if a^2 + b^2 divides into 1 + a * b, the division result is a square, and how to use atomic operations instead of mutexes - when the moon showed up from behind the trees, and shone like a floodlight right into my face.
Then there was a loud single shot outside. Someone has probably shot himself. If people shoot at others, it is usually not a single shot.
