I had this dream two days ago and kept forgetting to write it down until now:
I'm standing in what seems like a downtown district, in
front of a dilapidated high rise that looks like it had survived an
earthquake-- leaning, broken, bent awkwardly and some charring. I asked JT, my old security boss
where I worked, in a high rise, if it was a secure location. He promised it was very safe. As I took one last look at the roof line, it
started to fall and I yelled "run!" And Rich and Dano and me run. Then I remembered my mother was in the area-- I look back and don't see her, just the building collapsing fast. I assume she got
away. After it crashed and the dust settled, my dad showed up with Uncle Bob. I asked dad how mom was and he paused then said, "her middle age will never be the same again." I asked what he meant? He said it was over and I asked what he meant? I asked if she was dead. He nodded yes with a tear
in his red eye. I heard Bobby talking about it but I couldn’t see him. I
felt terrible. I should have went back and got her out of there. I feel like I could have saved her but didn't even try.
No comments:
Post a Comment