Dream Journal Series

  The Dream When I dream, it can be difficult to understand—and sometimes even harder to explain. There are moments when I question whether a dream means anything at all. In this dream, everything began instantly. As soon as I fell asleep, I was dreaming. I saw giant, robot-like beings in the streets. They were massive, round in form, from their heads to their bodies and arms. They had no legs. Instead, they hovered, floating and gliding through the air. Whatever they were, they felt unnatural. Chaos filled the streets. These beings were demolishing everything in their path. People were screaming, running, and desperately trying to survive. I noticed a man wearing a lab coat, holding a file. He was hiding among debris, trying not to be seen. I screamed at him, asking what we needed to do. He looked terrified, panicked for his life, and said only one word: “Run.” Then the scene shifted. I found myself in an entirely white place—so white that I couldn’t tell where the...