While the Doors "Riders on the Storm" just happens to be playing, a strange thing happened. Early this morning I dreamed of walking down a road, when a black man approaches and asks for money.
I do not give him any, when another black man walks up with fire extinguisher in hand. The first man turns and starts toward me to rob me. The second man is backing him up. I pull out this small cap pistol and aim it at them, they continue to approach, I continue to back and warn. I know the gun does not shoot actual bullets and only hope it deters them. I wake before the culmination of the dream.I get up and go for a walk. Immediately passing me when I get to the highway is the same man in appearance I had just dreamed of, the first one asking for money.
As this man continued to walk down 245A, I kept my eye upon him to turn around.
He continued on, I continued on, taking a right turn up Rossi Road for the two mile walk.
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