Last night I had this terrible dream...of course now that it is hours later and I've worked all night, I can't recall all of the details of the dream but I recall enough. In this dream, everything was just fine like any other day, then all of the sudden I looked out my window and saw fields on fire... something was falling from the sky causing the fires, I'm not sure if it was mother nature related/astronomical or man made bombs etc. but the fields were a-blaze nontheless.
I began to panic and ran to the closet to get my bug out bags but it was then that I realized my bags weren't yet packed and I began to run around frantically trying to think and gather what I needed. Of course this wasn't working out for me lol I kept running back to the window only to see the fires progressing towards my home, each time I checked it seemed that they were moving faster than the last time I'd looked.
My father was in the dream also and he was giving up. He has diabetes very badly in real life and I think that in the dream he realized that without insulin he would be a burden and die soon and he decided to stay behind. This just made me more frantic.
That's where the dream ended but I woke up freaking out. I have been putting off packing up the bags (not for any specific reason other than lack of free time with working so many hours) and I have been worried about it not being done. This must have been my subconscious manifesting my fears and kicking my ass into gear. We can't put this stuff off cuz we will NOT be able to think clearly and pack the things we need in a situation where time is limited and you gotta get to getting in a hurry.
Sooooo...when I got off of work, I came in the door to find 3 HUGE bug out bags packed on the kitchen table/floor. My SO then gave me some receipts to deduct from the debit card and when I asked him what for he replied "prepping stuff I got tonight, bags are packed...oh, and btw....do you know if we can get OTC antibiotics anywhere?!"
My jaw about hit the floor. As many of you know, I've been prepping in semi-secret. My SO knew that I am slightly obsessed with the SHTF stuff, but he didn't know I had a cache of stuff already stored away. He had no clue I was prepping really. So I was in shock and awe of what had happened what seemed like overnight. I also NEVER mentioned my dream to him, nor my worries about packing bug out bags. Weird....just a lil
I began to panic and ran to the closet to get my bug out bags but it was then that I realized my bags weren't yet packed and I began to run around frantically trying to think and gather what I needed. Of course this wasn't working out for me lol I kept running back to the window only to see the fires progressing towards my home, each time I checked it seemed that they were moving faster than the last time I'd looked.
My father was in the dream also and he was giving up. He has diabetes very badly in real life and I think that in the dream he realized that without insulin he would be a burden and die soon and he decided to stay behind. This just made me more frantic.
That's where the dream ended but I woke up freaking out. I have been putting off packing up the bags (not for any specific reason other than lack of free time with working so many hours) and I have been worried about it not being done. This must have been my subconscious manifesting my fears and kicking my ass into gear. We can't put this stuff off cuz we will NOT be able to think clearly and pack the things we need in a situation where time is limited and you gotta get to getting in a hurry.
Sooooo...when I got off of work, I came in the door to find 3 HUGE bug out bags packed on the kitchen table/floor. My SO then gave me some receipts to deduct from the debit card and when I asked him what for he replied "prepping stuff I got tonight, bags are packed...oh, and btw....do you know if we can get OTC antibiotics anywhere?!"
My jaw about hit the floor. As many of you know, I've been prepping in semi-secret. My SO knew that I am slightly obsessed with the SHTF stuff, but he didn't know I had a cache of stuff already stored away. He had no clue I was prepping really. So I was in shock and awe of what had happened what seemed like overnight. I also NEVER mentioned my dream to him, nor my worries about packing bug out bags. Weird....just a lil