I just don't get it.
Why do I often dream about tidal waves??
Someone please explain!!
Somehow we knew that it was coming.
And again, my sympathetic self decided to go house to house to warn everyone about the wave.
But it was too late.
It was already coming.
I was walking on top of the huge dam to warn people (I don't know why but some people had their houses near the top of the dam) when the first wave hit and went over.
More waves started coming and there was nothing else I could do except look down on those people who were barely getting away. I remember being scared shitless.
The waves became bigger and bigger.
Then my alarm clock goes off.
I was so relieved. It seemed so real. It was one of those lucid dreams.
I got up quickly, stumbling through nothing, my eyes refusing to open.
I was still affected by the dream... I could hardly get my shit together.
This is like my 4th tsunami dream.
It must mean something.
Lord Jesus Christ, have mercy on me, a sinner.
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