Blinded by the Light
When I was younger, I was terrified of the possibility of nuclear war. I had night terrors of where I would hear the wailing sirens and the panic of having anywhere from 15-30 minutes before a nuclear holocaust. Sometimes I would wake up in terror before the bombs hit, sometimes I would see the rising mushroom cloud, right before the blinding light seared my vision and the heat blast would rush through me.
I believe perhaps it was not prophetic dreams or even fear of nuclear war itself, but that they were perhaps warnings of consequences or dangerous choices I was making.
I sleep without these dreams these days, my life is not as chaotic as it was, nor am I living in an out of control way like I used to.
I was in the Far Away doing a photoshoot, and it reminded me of home. I grew up in Kansas, and I had a sense of dejavu, being in a field when the bomb hit. It was surreal for a moment, I had to capture it.