A Bad Dream

I waited for her in the early darkness.

She appeared and I asked how she was.

” I just had a terrible nightmare.” She said.

“Well you’re safe now.” I replied and wondered if that was true.

I thought of John the bike courier who once said, “Life is a dream… when you wake up, you’re dead.”

I drove us into the darkness.

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