Soldiers and bread on the road

[morgansjc]

Something happened that caused a societal collapse. My dogs and I watched above from a distance as soldiers piled loaves of bread and bottled water onto a road. It was to feed the populace. No way were we going down there. There was something wrong with the road. The road itself wanted us. I know I had friends in a secure camp, but they weren't with me. There was a feeling of sorrow and desperation.
I know there was more, but that's what I remember. It was a dream that left me uneasy.