My subconscious mind tells me that the serial sniper is just misunderstood.
My subconscious mind has problems.

In a lengthy, involved dream last night, my family and friends and I were brought in by the police to befriend and house a suspect believed to be the shooter. As I got to know him, howver, the less I wanted to give him up to the authorities. I felt more like he was a naughty puppy who was still learning rights and wrongs.

"You know that evil, creepy feeling you get just by looking at pictures of serial killers?" I asked a coworker. "He doesn't have that. I mean, I know that he's done it..." {while in the next room he was strapping dynamite to himself to get onto a bus with} "...But I just don't think he's evil. Maybe he's just misunderstood."

What is wrong with my head?

Oh, and Tony tells me that I was making a clicking noise last night.
I have issues. Yes. I do.
Sigh.