I spoke too soon. At about 3:00 in the morning I woke up with my shoulder screaming in agony. I took an Advil and then figured out the position that would give me the least amount of pain. An hour and a half later I got back to sleep.
That said I had two interesting dreams over the course of night. Good plot in both of them. The first one (pre-agony wakeup) is too hazy to remember now except seemed to involve me trying to get out of scamming friends and family in a tropical vacation place laid out similarly to Edmonton(?!). The second one was a very touching tale about four anthropomorphic animals fighting in both the Korean war and Vietnam. Normally I’m against talking animals in serious drama, but this was done quite well. Each seemed to have a distinctive personality trait different from the others that dictated what would happen to them in the end.
Dreams are really weird when you try and treat them seriously, but I still wish I could remember them after I wake up.