[life] This will not happen

Terrible, terrible dream last night. Vivid and colourized. I dreamt that someone was nuclear bombing the city, although the strikes had no concussion wave, just a glaring white light that streamed in all the windows. I was burned by it. My teeth fell out and my lips swelled until I couldn't talk, and when I tried to tell my husband that he should mercy kill me and then get the hell out, he couldn't understand me. He was kneeling over me, I could feel blood running down the back of my throat, and then the light started to grow in the windows again and I couldn't tell him to get down, to hide, to save himself.

Then I woke up. I had one of those moments of disconnect where you can't quite process that what you just experienced was a dream, and you have to verify everything. Teeth, still there. Skin, unburned. Husband, safe.

My first act on waking is usually to hug my beloved, but this morning I imagine I might have squeezed him a bit harder.