Some morning ago i dreamt this
I was walking in the center of my town, behind a corner i see a long weapon, I turn to take another way. There just after turning I see all corners occupied with a terrorist with kalaschnikov, I did pass one but could feel my stressed appearing made harm, I did look inside stores to find if I could walk in and flee. I was then back to where I saw the pattern of them all, and I didnt know where to go to find my way away from this situation in the town.
And this is a sad reflectation over what I feel for the Talibans in Afghanistan, for what terrorist has managed to do with me, after happenings the past years, and how I feel som people live in their daily life, this is not how earth is meant to be.