My super weird dream, and "The things they carried"

I had an extremely weird dream last night that must have been inspired by C.S. Lewis...

My roommate and I were just chillin one night in our dorm room, which was like ten stories high, and I had my dog with me. Her name is Dingo; she is a black and brown chihuahua and one of my favorite puppies in the whole world. I have actually missed her a bunch since I came back to Southeastern (which is probably why she was in my dream). The weird part of my dream was that I stood near an open window and strangled my dog with my own hands. I felt nothing while I was strangling her, until I felt her last breath and her body slowly melting into my grip. Then the biggest sorrow came over me and I said to myself...Did I just do that only to see how it would feel to lose someone I loved?

I told you my dream was weird, but it makes me think of C.S. Lewis and why in the world he would marry a dying woman. That is like providing the gun for your killer. He must have lost his mind for a moment, much like I did in my dream while I was killing my dog!

I feel like "The Things They Carried" was pretty strange, but was reality at the same time. I found the story a little hard to follow; not as far as following the transitions in the story, but just with keeping up with each of the men's lives. I knew the author was writing the things they carried for a reason, so I would try to keep up with the different men and their possessions only to find myself frustrated. I don't have much to say about this story; maybe I just missed the point of it but it didn't seem to catch my attention. Hopefully the class discussion will spark my interest!