Dreamt I couldnt breathe (April 12)

Or rather, I couldn’t breath and that got incorporated into my dream. I was at work only we worked in the Middle East; somewhere desert-y and hot. Lots of sand. The building we worked in was a cross between my mother’s house and one of those buildings made from Jerusalem stone, carved roughly from big blocks. The layout in the office was ours exactly at work. My friend knocked on my window and I opened it, said hi and told her me boss was there and that I had to go. Then I told my boss that my friend said hi. For the record, this ‘friend’ is no one I can place in real life.

Then I was in disguise as a woman, which is weird because I ama women. But I got over-dressed the way men do when playing women; only it was in traditional middle-eastern garb; long flowing cotton dresses and headscarves all in bright colours. I was escaping to beyond the walls (whatever that meant). I don’t know why I had to escape but I had to. My father was waiting for me in a jeep on the other side. I was with someone mentally, as in we were two people escaping, but I never saw them or interacted with them, I just knew they were there and recall being concerned that either of us would get caught. We were running, darting back and forth and then i hear or feel someone behind me and I turn around and there is a man with a semi-automatic staring down at me (I’m crouched with my back against an outside corner wall) and he is about to shoot me and sand is blowing and I’m choking on sand and tears and fear and I cant breath and I wake up with my blanket covering my face…