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To preface this: In January Iāve had a fall on ice that somewhat screwed with my thoracic spine and hip. Iāve since been in physical therapy and things have gotten better physically. Lately though, Iāve been dealing with random bouts of impending doom.
In the past couple of days Iāve been having dreams in a reoccurring location. It seems like a port town that would exist in the Pacific Northwest (never been). A town with a small ādowntownā area, foggy with left over puddles on the roads, street and house lights littered across. Itās fairly quiet with the exception of cars passing by or the call of a mourning dove. Itās always evening, around 4ā8PM.
I was in the front part of what I believe to be my apartment in this dream location. In a rocking chair, admiring the beauty outside. Itās unlike me as I really hate the atmosphere and wetness of rain. The inside of my apartment is fairly dim, with only the lamp of my living room providing spilling light. In the left corner of my room, out of the shadows appears this man. It felt natural, as if he was already there, waiting.
I didnāt question him, nor react to his presence. He just told me about my timeāand after a swift internal bout of anxietyāI accepted his words in comfort, returning my gaze to admire the outside. Him beside me still, his lantern slowly flickering away till his presence withered with it.
The man that told me about time was in brown robe with his face covered by the hoodās shadow; carrying a staff with a lantern on top. The only thing that I can recall him saying is something about the number four. I donāt remember the length of time he uttered afterwards. Whether it was 48 hours, 4 days, 4 weeks, 4 monthsā¦
I awoke shortly after before going back to sleep. I checked my phone and it was around 4:08 AM.
Iām honestly a bit spooked but a little comforted. This isnāt my first time dealing with my mortality as I beat cancer three days prior to my 19th birthday (Iām 27 now). What would you guys make of it? Iāve already made an appointment with my doctor to check the concern of impending doom episodes.
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