France

I think i dreamt of France. Not a wonder filled trip to a beatiful city full of history. It laid in ruins. People. No people. No rodes, no pretty bridges. No bloomfilled paths to stroll on. Just ash.
I woke this morning as usual..turned on the radio.9.09, news. They played a song from that band from the terrorist attack, thats when the tears flowed and i became very aware of my dream. Tears flow even now as i type. Pray something changes...or a beautiful city will ly in ruins.