Shots fire, and I drop to the ground. My screams join all the others, ringing in my ears. People trample my body as they flee the scene. I cover my head with my arms, closing my eyes tight. And I wake up. Panting. Sweaty. And grateful.
For the person beside me, and the dog by my feet, both asleep in their own protected dreamlands. For the safety of my loved ones, probably also asleep, miles away from here.
For my life, and the absence of any present danger.
Although, the danger is everywhere now. It’s unavoidable. Even going to a concert, or a movie, can cause some apprehension. Continue Reading…