A strange battle

I had a dream last night that two armies sat down all mixed up and spread out like in gym class and had day-long talks followed by a vote to see who won. To make sure there were no hard feelings and build bonds at the end there was an evening of games like charades and icebreakers and dancing planned. If only enemies (of all types) knew how to give up animosity once the animosity, hatred, and resentment when the battles were over. I'm pretty sure dancing and music should be involved. Then again, maybe it's just that these days battles are never really won or lost, they just stretch on and taper off. Today I shall decide some battles won and some lost. My first battle, getting out of bed: Won! Let's dance.