Dream Archives – The apocalypse-Rich
Thursday, March 9th, 2006
my dad and i walk to the parking lot in downtown westfield across from statistical research. we knew something was about to happen, and many other people gathered there as well. no words were spoken. we looked to the sky. we could see lightning and flames shooting out of the dark clouds. there was no thunder. soon we heard the sound of wind, and then we felt it. warm against the skin. like an august heat yet the timeframe was probably early spring. and stones started falling from the sky. and then we all walked back up a little hill to our homes.
Time, I absolve myself of your vow to vanquish me.