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04-21-2016, 01:00 AM
I'm sitting here, wishing I had access to my dream journals...
Skeeter, I had a gas station dream a few years back, where I was in a gas station in the middle of nowhere with a group of people. No food, very little water, no weapons, and there was something Bad out there and coming. I'm standing at the window, staring out into the dark, waiting. I know the Bad is out there, it's just a matter of time, and I've got to stay alert so I'm not blindsided because I'm all that stands between the Bad and these people's survival to see another dawn.
I've had variations on an apocalyptic theme for years. One constant is I'm always on the move. Another constant is I seem to have special abilities that allow me to protect and defend people who are in my care.
Skeeter, I had a gas station dream a few years back, where I was in a gas station in the middle of nowhere with a group of people. No food, very little water, no weapons, and there was something Bad out there and coming. I'm standing at the window, staring out into the dark, waiting. I know the Bad is out there, it's just a matter of time, and I've got to stay alert so I'm not blindsided because I'm all that stands between the Bad and these people's survival to see another dawn.
I've had variations on an apocalyptic theme for years. One constant is I'm always on the move. Another constant is I seem to have special abilities that allow me to protect and defend people who are in my care.