nightmare

I had a nightmare that it was the hottest summer on record. Everybody wanted to drive because it was too hot to walk or ride a bike, and nobody wanted to take the bus. People were cranking the A/C in their cars and in their houses because it was so hot, but fuel and energy prices kept rising. Pretty soon it was to the point where the poor people and the old people couldn’t afford to turn their A/C on and they were dying. It was a huge crisis and nobody knew what to do about it, and the politicians wouldn’t do anything about it because they were too busy arguing about the election. I just had this overwhelming feeling of anxiety throughout the whole dream and when I woke up I was so relieved that it wasn’t really happening.

Although, that’s not to say that such an occurrence isn’t imminent.

Perhaps I should start listening to hymns rather than NPR on my way to work in the mornings.