Saturday, January 18, 2014

The Flood






Last night I dreamt of a great flood. Panama was flooded by ways of the Panama Canal somehow the water just kept growing higher & higher & we first noticed this when we were driving by the train tracks. Pretty soon after the water was so high that we could not even go back to look after our homes. There was no way to tell whether the water had gotten inside our house, whether our belongings were still intact. We had to drive far away till we reached higher land. You would be driving away and you would see some people paddling in boats probably the ones that didn't have cars. It was so surreal that I could not even escape as I normally would from a dream (by knowing it's a dream & shaking my head/body) even though I rarely remember what I dream. I wake up and my mind is usually a blank slate but this time I remembered every single detail and how scared we were for our lives. It was so vivid like the medicine induced hallucinations that I've had in my past.





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