Running, Worrying, Waiting

I dreamed that Alex and I both had jobs at a place. We were in different sections but I saw him in passing from time to time. One day we were under attack. I was in an auditorium and men with machine guns came in. Someone really close to me got shot at. I put my hands up but they didn’t care. So I ran and escaped out the side door. I was looking for Alex and saw a giant Winnie the Pooh balloon. I knew without a doubt that’s where he would be. Sure enough he was hiding behind it and when I found him he gave me a big hug. Then we were separated again and I was working in the stained glass division which, for some reason, I thought made me safer.

Our life became repetitive threats though- at any time, these men could come in killing. I started sitting near the far doors in auditoriums so I could be among the first one la out of a room. One day two men burst in on me and another girl while we were using the bathroom. The bathroom was weird- no stalls just two toilets next to each other, but by this point we didn’t have any shame. They weren’t there to kill us though, just to clean up water in the bathroom. They said they would come back the next week.

We were trying to come up with an escape plan but hadn’t by the time I woke up. The dream was very repetitive- running, worrying, waiting. Running, worrying, waiting.

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