The Cliff and The Sea

I woke up from a disturbing nightmare this morning. I've been having this dream a few times over the past weeks.

In the dream, I was a passenger in a small car, driving up a mountain with someone close to me. We were enjoying the beautiful scenery - the ocean, the colorful sunset, the dramatic clouds. It was a peaceful, serene moment.

But then, suddenly, the car went right over the edge of a cliff. We were plummeting down towards the deep water below. It happened so fast, I didn't even see the cliff coming.

As I sat trapped in the sinking car, I panicked. I tried to stay calm and figure out how to escape, but the pressure of the water was too much. I could feel myself running out of time, the fear of drowning overwhelming me.

Even as I was facing this terrifying situation, the image of that beautiful sunset was still stuck in my mind. It was almost like a cruel contrast to the horror I was experiencing.

And then I woke up. The nightmare was over, but the unsettling feelings remained. I'm not sure what this dream represents - maybe some deeper anxiety or fear in my life. Or maybe it's just my subconscious processing everyday stresses.

I'll hold onto the hope that if I ever do find myself on the edge of a metaphorical cliff, I'll have the strength to find my way back.

#Vulnerable