Sunday, January 22, 2012

Survival

I had a dream last night, and I'll try to relay it in a way that makes sense. I'll also be a little descriptive because it would make a decent story.

Travis and I against the world. Our goal is the ship. It was beautiful to behold with lights all around. We packed all the food we could, along with fishing supplies. Hope, the promise of something better than what was coming. Fear was so real you could almost grasp it. The ships were doomed to fail, at least ours was. I'm not sure what happened, but suddenly everything was wrong. We followed the prompting to leave the ship and seek a new place. We found an abandoned grocery store, the shelves were cleared, the food was gone. Yet, a glimmer of hope, we find an abundance of seeds to grow because society does not find them useful. Seeds would mean the hope of living on. Apparently the world is full of idiots. We headed north to familiar land, one we knew well. We followed the ships along the shore as best we could. They were beautiful in the distance, and they were the only lights in the darkness. We watch them pass out of sight, never to be heard from again.

Unsure of how the days passed or how we made it, we miraculously found the place full of love and memories. My in-law's home. We decided to move in and provided them with all the seeds we had. The world made us comfortable, we knew little more than what we know now. The neighboring lot was empty, so we tore down the fence for more land. Soon the neighbors were willing to knock down their fences, their barriers, their only protection from the cruelty of the world, just so they could live. We create a village of sorts, with barbaric measures to keep out the evil. We make promises, we make rules. We do not tolerate crime. It is a world of fear, but we have a haven in living hell. Grocery stores are locked down and guarded by armed criminals. Many times we fight off unwanted thieves that threaten the only hope we have. We prevail. Our family offers games to forget that we are struggling to simply survive. It's impressive how happy we all can be. We invite those in our colony/village/community, which is about three other families, to pray with us. Soon, peace is felt by all. We are making plans for the future, about how to expand our land as our families grow....

I woke up.

-Heather

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