While I do have fairly vivid dreams, t tend not to remember them very well. Just impressions, really. Unless they’re the “searching/struggle” dreams which are exhausting and I usually wake up tired and frustrated. And most of my dreams are fairly benign
However, last night I had a pretty vivid nightmare.
It wasn’t like horror story nightmare, or a “frightmare”. But it was still disturbing.
I was living in my condo, but it was near a nuclear reactor. I think it was the one in Ukraine. Anyway, a warning went out that a meltdown was imminent, but in this case it meant a nuclear explosion was coming. Sirens were going off and people were rushing around, getting in cars, and trying to drive to get to a minimum safe distance.
I found myself running around my condo looking for what to pack. I was having trouble figuring out what was most essential, and then was chucking things in a back pack like a madman. Al the while there’s this Alien-esque countdown bein broadcast: you now have 15 minutes to reach minimum safe distance.
I or to my truck, started it, then realized I didn’t have something. So I had to dash back upstairs, while I watch more neighbors peeling out as they race down the street. It’s twilight and there isn’t any electricity. The brick buildings all look deserted and also a bit bombed out. I the back of my mind I know it’s from the Russian shelling.
I start to leave again and then realize I don’t have my cat. I start frantically searching for her, but I’ve left my door open in my haste to leave the first time and she could be anywhere.
I finally manage to snare her and I dash for my truck. But I’m running out of time to get to a safe distance. I toss everything in, rev up, and start driving down the cratered street…
Then I woke up.
It took me quite some time to get back to sleep. I was wry agitated.