I don’t often have nightmares but I did last night. What’s triggered it off I don’t know….but I’ll try and explain it as best I can.
I was sitting in my flat, when all of a sudden I heard the noise of a jumbo jet, getting louder and louder. It was out of control. I screamed “It’s going to hit the flat!!!”. The plane went into a nosedive and eventually crashed in some local forest land. What had brought the plane down? Apparently some terrorist act.
Couple of days had passed when I was out and about. Suddenly, the air raid siren was sounded and everyone started to run in all directions. World War 3 had started. I had been following the news but thought all was ok. Clearly not. The siren continued to wail and I sought some cover……
The shock of the nightmare had woken me up with a start. Not had one like that in a very long time. Frightening stuff…..But only a dream, thankfully.
At least I didn’t wake up screaming like I did when the first Gulf War was taking place and shouting “The Iraqis are coming, the Iraqis are coming”. Mum came into the room and calmed the fears that a foreign invasion was about to take place in a corner of London suburbia.
Isn’t the mind just one strange thing…especially mine…..!!