nuclear flash bang

[threeplusfire]

I dreamed about war, and about a city that was all cities I have ever been inside. Everyone was out with the soldiers in the streets, and ordinary people were throwing bricks down the advancing avenues. I had a little plastic bag with a toothbrush, and saline solution, and a dozen packs of various cigarettes. (Hah, my care package for the end of the world) towards the end, I booked it up four flights of stairs to find someone, and the air raid sirens went off. I fell down on my knees, and it felt as if all the oxygen was sucked out while the world went white.

So I imagine dying in a nuclear war.

This dream comes up from time to time. I first had it when I was eight or nine, and reading creepy apocalyptic fiction and observing the slow death of the Soviet Union and Iron Curtain on television. I have this dream from time to time, always the same except for the faces and minor details. I've dreamed this so much that I honestly wonder if it is real somewhere out there.

I don't want to move afterwards.

Comments

[bronchitikat.livejournal.com]

*Hug*

Which is why a lot of people believe that nuclear weapons are wrong.

That & they cost so much to make & maintain (& render safe when they're 'time expired') - money which could be used for constructive purposes.

*Hug*

[sykii.livejournal.com]

Ugh.
I've had something similar every so often since childhood, too.
Hello, children of the '80s.