a dream

I had a dream last night that I was in my childhood home in Nampa, it was nighttime, my parents were sitting watching TV in the living room (mom was crocheting of course), and I was in the kitchen looking out the window as the house on the corner was swallowed into the earth, like the earth just cracked open and swallowed it up.  I shouted to my parents but they seemed disinterested in the whole thing.  There were news helicopters in the sky and spotlights circling the plot of land where the house stood.  And as I was watching the ensuing chaos outside the house next to it also was swallowed up.  And then the next house, and the next, until the entire block was gone.  There was a moment where I was just staring at an empty land where these people used to live, and that’s when I woke up.

Normally I don’t try to find symbolism in dreams, but if that one didn’t scream “You Can’t Go Back,” I don’t know what will.

By Josh

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