The Storm and The Trinity (From My Dream Journal)

 

I found myself treading water with someone else, (who it was I do not know or remember) both of us were caught in a raging ocean swirling between tall apartment buildings. Suddenly, a powerful gust of wind and a massive wave tore us apart, and I was swept away around a corner, carried into an enormous courtyard nestled among the buildings. The storm raged on, its sounds thundering and relentless.

As I looked around the flooded courtyard, I saw three twisters swaying back and forth atop the surface of the water. I yelled back to my companion, desperately calling out, “I can see the twisters! “just as I hollered, another surge pulled me back around the corner of the building I came from. Then, just as quickly as it had begun, the storm ended.

I found myself alone, standing on drenched ground before a ruined house, its structure battered as if a hurricane had just passed through. The silence was stark after the chaos. Carefully, I began to rummage through the debris, searching for my mother’s phone number. Suddenly I realized someone was in the house helping me search.

I woke up.