In dreams

I had a dream last night. I was living in an apartment complex. It was dark, and the air was musty. Each room had a large vent that led to a series of ducts connecting all the rooms together. Someone was always coming into my room and I lived with a fear of attack. They slid in silently under the cover of night, forever night. And I could hear them rustling outside in the bushes. I could see faceless figures running through trees. And I sat huddled in a corner, waiting. But they just kept coming in. And you know, they passed me by. They never laid a hand on me. I was safe. And eventually I figured a way out. I summoned my dream courage, stood up, and took one step, then another until I had found a window and shimmied my way down a pipe to the ground leading to a road, and a car.

I woke up this morning with a knowing. Ever had that happen to you? Where you just know. It doesn't matter what it is you know, just that you know it, with conviction. And that road, and that car? They were there waiting for me.

I just had to have the courage to look for them.