yesterday i went to sleep slightly before 2am. i fell into sleep and dreamt that i was in a place when terrorists (?) came in with guns. and they got all of us to squat. i didn't feel fear in the beginning. until they started to shoot at someone i cannot see (blocked by boxes (?) tables (?)) and the person started screaming. and then someone else started screaming too. and i remember that's when i started to fear and had to tell myself to remain clear and calm.
and i woke up.
it was 2.14am.
and i remember asking myself how i'd respond if i'm really in that situation. and thinking how glad i am tt i'm not. and for the first time, feeling a tad of how it's like to have the threat of a gun to my head.
and really being thankful that it was just a dream.