I keep having this really weird dream. It always starts the same. I’m in my high school, and an explosion goes off. It keeps flickering between fighter jets overhead and me lying on a pile of rubble, with a rainbow flag covering my body. There are people running and I’m just watching the dog fight over the school. Some of the jets have the ISIS logo, and some have US logos. Normally, I would shake it off as nerves, but I have a history of really obscure events in dreams coming true, often years later. I.E.: I had a dream I was staring at a pair of blue slippers against my grandmother’s desk when I was little, and I remember telling my mom about it. Ten years later, the night my grandmother died, I was staring at MY blue slippers, propped against her desk.
