Date: 8/29/2017
By contactsilence
It was yet Another Zombie apocalypse. I think I dreamt of one not too long ago. The siren sounded and we knew the zombies were coming. I were forging down in a riverbed with wildly overgrown grass. We knew to burrow into the earth, so we began to pull up clumps of dirt to hide beneath. It was me, my young daughter and little boy. We all huddled partly covered with dirt and brush. Eventually, as we moved North West, we found company with a rather large community. My husband was there. As I was relaxing by laying back on a fallen log, he handed me dried seeds recovered from long blades of grass. The taste of this was exceedingly pleasant and I remarked with a "yum". Nearby, I saw two white exotic birds walking towards me. We were sitting in an area that reminds me of an Eden. The birds were coming closer still with there wild plumes were dazzling. I spoke to the them saying "you get all you can eat of these wonderful seeds." Oddly enough, considering it was a dream, they did not answer and continued to have that blank, yet determined look as they foraged forward. I wandered into a nearby abandoned building that had been cleaned up by the group. I was so impressed at how clean it was, especially considering it was at least 5 stories. The floors were red and white checkered and were strikingly shiny. Nearby were some street kids who had come from the city, and it was then evident we had diverse group from different areas. There was more to tell but I waited too long to record.