Last night I had this dream that really creeped me out.
You’re looking down a deserted 2-lane highway, dead grass lines the shoulder. There’s no breeze, nor crickets…dead silence.
A lone highway marker stands sentinel amidst the wasteland.
Above, the stars arc around the sky, as if in a time-lapsed photograph.
You pull back from the highway to get a bird’s-eye view.
The highway is on an asteroid tumbling in space.
Think of the implications.