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Been sick recently and having trouble sleeping, so I took a sleep aid and one of the possible side effects is vivid dreams... and boy did I have one!
I remember very clearly being in a large living room with air raid sirens wailing in the distance with distant explosions. There is an elevator square in the middle of the room slowly descending with doors closing atop it. I'm about to jump on it with my roommate but then I see the binder of original art a friend had sent me lying on a table. I run to retrieve it, but it blows open and the art flys around the room. My roommate is yelling at me to get on the elevator, but I yell back that I can get it all. I'm hastily grabbing artwork off the floor and realize that it's not just his, but many other pregfur artists work. I grab as much as I can, the explosions getting louder and closer. I gather as much as I can back into the binder and I look back in sadness to see the opening is now too small for me to squeeze in! With a yell I dive and slide across the floor like a seal, my arms stretched out like an eagle as I push as much of the remaining artwork and the binder into the opening. As the doors close for good I yell to my roomate "SAVE... MY... PEOPLES... CULTUUUUUURE! With that the doors seal...
I sit cross legged in the middle of the living room sobbing over the artwork that I wasn't able to save, the windows shattering and a bright light engulfing me... then I woke up in shock, my heart racing.
One heck of a dream!
I remember very clearly being in a large living room with air raid sirens wailing in the distance with distant explosions. There is an elevator square in the middle of the room slowly descending with doors closing atop it. I'm about to jump on it with my roommate but then I see the binder of original art a friend had sent me lying on a table. I run to retrieve it, but it blows open and the art flys around the room. My roommate is yelling at me to get on the elevator, but I yell back that I can get it all. I'm hastily grabbing artwork off the floor and realize that it's not just his, but many other pregfur artists work. I grab as much as I can, the explosions getting louder and closer. I gather as much as I can back into the binder and I look back in sadness to see the opening is now too small for me to squeeze in! With a yell I dive and slide across the floor like a seal, my arms stretched out like an eagle as I push as much of the remaining artwork and the binder into the opening. As the doors close for good I yell to my roomate "SAVE... MY... PEOPLES... CULTUUUUUURE! With that the doors seal...
I sit cross legged in the middle of the living room sobbing over the artwork that I wasn't able to save, the windows shattering and a bright light engulfing me... then I woke up in shock, my heart racing.
One heck of a dream!
And where can I get some?
Try to back up and save copies of your art files so they are at least safe to give you some piece of mind. But also try not to be consumed by your treasures. By all means enjoy them socalise and share your interest but don't let them rob you or your reality and the truly important things in your life.