Lately, I’ve been having a recurring dream. It’s really freaking me out.
The world is ending. Think Armageddon, but instead of meteorites, think round balls that explode at a certain time. Weird, right? Well, one went through our apartment window. It broke one of the machines that were to keep people alive. That meant Josh and I had to make the decision on who was going to “stay behind”. Josh refused to listen and said it would be him, no matter what. He then went back to doing the dishes.
I’m still going at the dream.
I also got a couple of really nice hugs from Josh because of it. I started telling him the dream, and then I went “I don’t even want to think of a world without you in it.” I got all choked up when I said it. I seriously do not ever want to think about losing him. A month in 2007 was too much for me!