Wednesday, July 31, 2013

Post Apocalyptia

I had another dream... or maybe a premonition. The shit hit the fan.

I had too much shit to carry in my shopping cart. I had dog food and diapers for barter, but they were too heavy. I think I was given the stuff as payment for taking families from place to place. That's right, I was an escort for hire in the wasteland...

I was wearing a sleeveless leather jacket, had a beard, and an aluminum baseball bat to fight off baddies. Whatever caused the apocalypse was due to the construction of a mother ship rocket that held a small city in the air. It was a way point to get people to the international space station city. There was a shuttle in front of the rocket, and they collided, blowing up most of the rocket and tearing a hole in the mother ship city. I watched it happen on TV.

I remember that I was eating oatmeal in the dark with boots on saying, "Yup, I knew that would happen. Dumb ass corporate pilots working for minimum wage..."

There was a population explosion of Bigfoot. They hunted those who came too close to the forests.

I don't know exactly what killed off humanity. There were things after dark, like hairless monkey things that had glowing eyes... The answers to the truth are always hidden in my dreams...

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