The Prophecy

Last night I had a strange dream. It was a dream that for once in my life made perfect sense to me.

I had a dream I was on a cruise ship. We were all standing inside on the uppermost deck near a staircase. Everyone seemed to be evacuating. But I was the last to get off. Just then the ship slowly started tilting to the left. I knew the ship was going to fall over, and we were going to sink. But there was no apparent reason for the sinking of this ship! I desperately started to look around the area for the nearest exit. I knew I would have to swim out, but was unsure my last breath would be enough to get me out of the ship and away from the suction as it sank into the sea. I kept gasping for air in the hopes to get the biggest breath possible. Our ship was sinking and I was terrified I was going to drown.

Before I knew the outcome of the dream, I woke up, facing my blank white wall and slowly opened my swollen eyes. I remembered the reality of my situation. And then I remembered the details of my dream: a ship sinking fast, before it ever had the chance to sail away into the sunset leaving me to catch the last precious breaths of air before drowning.... how prophetic. -M