Because Her Beauty Is Raw and Wild

Last night I had a nutty dream.

I had taken shelter with a bunch of people in a building that looked like a hybrid of South Station and my former high school. We were there because of a bomb threat or something. I was alone, so I befriended this female scientist who looked remarkably like Annette O'Toole. She was there with her daughter, who was maybe like four years old. Everyone in the building was remarkably calm about the whole scenario. It seemed like everyone had adjusted to the anxiety of the situation. Because the atmosphere was so relaxed, this gaggle of kids, the scientist's daughter included, ran across the street to a convenience store. I was looking out the door when everything suddenly got super quiet and then these ear-splitting sirens began. The scientist was nowhere to be found, so I grabbed her kid and we ran across the station, which had somehow emptied out entirely in the course of like fifteen seconds. I carried her down the first promising doorway we found, which was a staircase into the basement. We sat in this space for a moment of overwhelming unease, and then these glass windows above us shattered as a bomb detonated. So we ran around the corner, back under the staircase and away from the open air, and we waited while the bombs continued to get louder and closer. The last thing I remember is trying to keep this girl completely enveloped and protected from debris as everything began to completely crumble around us.

Then I woke up.

I'm not particularly inclined to interpret dreams, but this one left me feeling a little uneasy. For all of the messed-up things I tend to imagine in my sleep, something about the kid in that dream really got to me as I was waking up.

I don't have anything particularly profound to say further about the topic, and will probably forget all about this dream in a matter of hours, but haphazardly typing this out seemed more fun than doing my homework.

And anyhow, this is what I'm listening to.

- "Because Her Beauty Is Raw and Wild" by Jonathan Richman, from Because Her Beauty Is Raw and Wild (2008)