Red Sky in Morning

After a two week break (job related - mine), we were back at our morning routine. Two weeks time brings the sun up later, so we were treated to a nice sunrise over the warm waters of the lake.



It was almost worth the getting up in the complete darkness at 5:30. Though I shouldn't complain. I was happy to get up after the nightmare I had through the night (job related - mine again). I dreamed there was some place down a lonely wooded road (kind of like Sawmill rd. in Downingtown) that was experimenting with people. They were either creating people or messing with them, but they turned them into monsters. They would go into these fits and just start killing. They attacked and massacred a group of boys camping in the woods near the place, then attacked someone at a bar down the road. Nobody else knew who or what was going on, but somehow I did. They'd go into these spells of hyper animation where their heads would spin and flip real fast while their arms swirled all around. I couldn't tell if they actually grew extra arms or their arms were moving so fast it just looked like multiple arms. It was something like Jacob's Ladder.

The whole time I was afraid they were coming after me. I spent a lot of time lying rigid in the bed for fear any movement would give away my location. In what I thought was a move to let me know they could find me, they started traveling. By car, bus and plane, they were on the move. I could see one on some overnight international flight going into one of its fits, but controlling itself enough not to kill everyone on the plane. Everyone was asleep as it smiled to itself controlling the rage and successfully getting to a new place to kill and/or find me.

Then the alarm went off and I was up. Two weeks off hurt. My lungs and legs were screaming while I barely managed an 8mph average. I was going so slow Gretchen got bored. It's amazing how much your body dies when you don't do anything.

- b