Another sky dream. When I fell asleep at 9:50 pm, I was flying through the sky populated only by clouds. Although it seemed nice at first, the clouds somehow began to deepen and grow darker as I drew closer to them. I tried to stay away from them, because in those types of dark clouds a storm is bound to happen. But there were too many surrounding me. Soon I began to sink down, falling again to my doom, yet I still felt it was different. After making my way through the storm clouds I could see my house in the distance, flooded and constantly struck by lightning. I instantly thought about my family, then my heart sank. The ground that grew near turned into an ocean, and I plunged into the depths of it. When I surfaced, the scenery was vivid: not a cloud in the sky, the waves weren't even choppy, and the sun was bright. My house survived, for I see my family rise up from the damaged roof feeling blessed for being spared. The theory for this one would probably be "extensions of waking life" due to the way the storm and flood reminded me of hurricane Katrina. I woke up at 6:00 am to walk the dog and get ready for school.
No comments:
Post a Comment