“Bloom!” © Lynn Abbott Studios. Used with Permission.
© 2018 Lynn Abbott
It’s the stuff that nightmares and horror movies depend upon: trapped with no way out.
My vivid imagination replays images of Indiana Jones fleeing huge boulders, viper pits, or passing through the gauntlet.
Perhaps, your nightmares take a more classical turn, and like my son, you feared the Greek labyrinth and its gruesome Minotaur.
Whatever the case, the fear of “no way out” haunts humanity.
I certainly can testify that. As a child, I experienced many “dead-end” nightmares.
However, I also watched one too many Star Trek episodes.
Thus, although my nightmares invariably involved my being ambushed by some horror, I frequently awakened to my own cries: “Beam me up, Scotty.”
I wish adult crises were so easily evaded. After all, at some point, all of us stare into the fierce and glittering eyes of the “unbearable.” Our…
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