Monday, May 26, 2008
I had a very real nightmare. I dreamed last night that I was at a wedding and this crazy man with a mohawk took us hostage. I hid under a tall table and was still as a statue. Then I heard a gun cocking and felt cold metal behind my right ear. "Tell me why I shouldn't kill you!" the captor demanded of me. My mind raced but was blank. I managed to force out the words "My family" before I was able to force myself awake and out of hell in my head. My heart pounded hard for the next 20 minutes as I silently listed all the reasons why I should live.