I am not making this up!
I had a couple of nightmares last night. I am still shadowed with fear and uncertainty. The first was about PA. There was a corpse lying behind the PA offices. Everyone knew it was there, but no one wanted to do anything about it. The PA Faithful at PAMB told everyone who asked that they were just imagining things, PA would have no corpse behind their offices! Everyone was afraid to say anything; finally someone did. I felt sorry for the one who reported it because I knew they'd get it next. I was ashamed that I didn't have the nerve to say anything about it. We didn't know the identity of the corpse, but knew it was one of the authors.
The second dream was even worse. One day the emergency sirens went off and we turned on the news. There was a meteorite heading right toward earth. It was called the Trippler meteorite. Astonomers were scrambling to consult Obamma for options. Everyone forgot about Bush, he was busy they said. (This is my dream, it doesn't indicate any political preference =) )
I went to the the video store/library with a girl in town whose husband just shot hisself (this part is true, he really did) We rented movies and at the library I checked out a book about fairies. (I don't read fairy books) I suppose I just left hubby and kids at home to worry. My friend told me it didn't matter, she would join her husband. We talked to two other friends who had been tracking the meteorite on the news. It's course was set to strike the Midwest dead on. I was thinking how that really sucked, not realizing most life on earth would probably die, too. I didn't know what to do. I remarked to my friends that if Bruce Willis could go up and shoot down a meteorite, so could our government. I went home to my family then. We didn't want to watch the movies, we watched the news instead.
The countdown clock to impact was set to 2 hours and 57 seconds. About 8 or 9 that night, we'd all be dead. How do you prepare yourself and your children for such tragedy? I mourned for their lost futures the most.
I wondered if it would hurt when I died or if it would be quick. I thought I would hear some noise before it came in. I wondered a million thoughts, but thought of nothing at all.
So when I awoke, I was very thankful. I took the dog out to pee. I was relieved to feel the breeze upon my face and know that it all was a dream. I went to retrieve my mail and lo and behold was a check from PA.
Isn't that a riot? It was enough to buy a carton of smokes...almost.