I dreamt that red-orange light filled my window. Atomic bombs were going off in 5 and 10 second intervals. The explosions were deep, resonating in my chest, behind my heart. I could see the mushroom clouds getting closer to my home. I could see other homes disintegrate, sucked and blown away by the destructtion. Whole areas of life cleared away unapologetically, creeping close to where I stood. The top portion of my home was blown away suddenly. I could feel the heat, then I felt the oxygen get sucked away. It drew my body forward gently, yet surely. The inevitable end. I fought it, I feel like I could survive it somehow.
Is this what a warm Dallas night, with two fans blowing on me, creates in my dreams? Whatever the cause, I've never dreamed of such annihilation before.
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