I had a Dream

I dream. I am a dreamer. In many senses of the word.

And last night I had a dream that I would be reckless to forget.

It was terrifyingly real, and had so much detail that I could not have come up with, even with a really good subconscious. So, I deem it something worth paying attention to.


We were suddenly preparing for a possible nuclear attack. Actually, I don't think IF it was coming was a question. The immediate danger was palpably sensed. Not, "Do we need to worry?" but "what precautions need to be taken and how long do we have?"

And I realized as I took precautions with my food and water that I didn't have adequate supplies for hygienic purposes, and needed to run to the store. But alas, there was no time. As I locked the final cupboards to protect what I could, I asked David "How long do you think?"

And an actual Bomb hit the ground in a local area close enough that I KNEW it had hit.

When I woke up, I was grateful to know that it was a dream and not immediate reality. And also I was grateful for the detail that gives me a chance to be prepared in case this world does in deed come to this.