| The last two mornings, I awoke, knowing that I had just come out of a dream. I was frustrated by the fact that the images of the dreams were gone, instantly, and was left only with the emotions which lingered.
These were dreams where you have to choose between fight or flight and whatever it was that I encountered was disturbing enough to make me emotionally charged, notch up the adrenaline, but not quite ugly enough to cause deep fear. My emotional confusion says "fight" not "flight", but my subconscious, having taking away all but these wisps of emotional memories, says "You can't handle the truth". I am left feeling like the last person on earth; enough evidence to know that others have been here, but no one left to ask "What happened here?"
I'm still looking for clues... | 
