Nightmare Dilemna

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    I don't have time to go back and find another much older thread where
    I used the word - Nightmare -. So here goes.
    I had a Nightmare last night that was unbeliavably too close
    to possible reality.I was living alone in a large city in it's older section.
    In an apartment.Definately far from anything new let alone modern.
    Something akin to what could be seen in the movie - Factotum - { 2005 }
    with dynamic and versatile actor Matt Dillon as Hank Chinaski.A drama
    based around the life of Charles Bukowski.Who never appeared to live in any
    even remotely respectable place.Nor section of town.
    So my apartment was somewhat dingy as if from the 50's and needing
    fixing-up.But that is not the issue behind my Nightmare.It was what unraveled.
    Something infernal took place.And rapidly.Like within a couple days.It might
    have been sped-up by lots of rain.I am still trying to unpack the nightmare.
    But regardless of my less than nice { albeit old fashioned and comfy digs }
    it was home.I was venturing out to get supplies { Groceries and stuff }
    and the landscape was hellish.There was just the remnant of a huge cement
    structure as if a wing of a building entrance.Everywhere else the ground was
    broken up as if some huge earth grader had been busy.But no such machine
    was in the vicinity.In fact,there was no life present as I struggled to walk among
    huge clumps of ground in need of something.Other people or signs of existence.
    But all I managed was a white cement structure sticking out as if part of a
    building or store.Merely a small part,as if maybe what was left of the
    entrance.As I made my way over the mounds of earth that had been moved
    I finally got to this cement structure that was sticking out.It was vacated and
    closed-up as if for some time.I was now ticked-off.I had to be ticked off.
    How and who did this.It had to be mostly man-made.I made my way over to
    a street that was within eyesight and partially flooded.Mounds of dirt surrounding the
    street and no sidewalks.They must have been leveled or buried.I needed to find
    out How this happened.It was not by any act of Nature.It seemed intentional.
    I was sure this was done on purpose.
     

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