Saturday, February 6th, I woke up from a dream of post apocalyptic proportions. I was walking through some apartment sidewalk trails in the snow. I don't recognize these apartments. But there was a roundabout and a Nissan 350Z went into the icy roundabout and it was so slippery that it almost lost control, so I went in there and I tried to be careful, I think I was driving my car but then suddenly I was on foot.
I knew the world was different though, I stopped at someone's balcony and that someone turned out to be an old teacher of mine from High School, Mrs. Groody. She somehow had a football game on TV so I asked her how? and she said they were still airing TV. I shrugged it off and told her I was going to go get stuff out of my cabin, I apparently had a cabin that I also lived in.
So I think she went with me to this cabin in the country and I guess I lived there. Then a bunch of guys in bikes came up and they needed a place to stay, they seemed like some of them were nice and maybe some a little weird, but I apparently had two cabins and I let them stay in one of them. While I was letting them stay in my spare cabin I was trying to clear away any valuables so they wouldn't steal them. But it seems like they suddenly were untrustworthy people so I went back to my own cabin and a couple of those guys had already been in there, I told them to get out.
So I started packing some stuff from my own cabin because it was going to be better to leave than to stay, I knew it was going to be a rough road so I packed stuff that I could use as currency like jewels.
I woke up to the sound of a dog howling, not sure if the dog noise came from my dream or real life.
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