5/15 Stuff Nightmares are made of.

Reflection

Usually…I don’t remember my dreams. They’re often flights of fantasy that seem to twist and turn beyond my grasp and then in an instant I am awake once more. Recovering quickly who I am and where I am. Sometimes they’re a breath of delight that I wish I could run back to, other times, I am so shaken by them that I can’t stand to think of the possibility of going back to sleep.

All this to say, I had a dream…but really a nightmare last night that kept occurring over and over. 3 times it occurred. It was based around an idea that I haven’t thought about in a couple of months but the idea does surely scare me. Its called a geomagnetic pole reversal.