#606 Floodgate

i haven’t been dreaming lately, so i just make them up in photoshop.
this imagined dream is about impending flood, or perhaps, flood restrained by men in towers.
if i get up from my computer and look through the kitchen window into the backyard i’m sure i’ll see a muddy mess. its raining here, and a hurricane fast approaches. i am digging a line in the clay soil out back to redirect a personal flood which happens because of poorly placed drainpipes. but i’m not finished- tools are out there, and though the pipe lays in its ditch, it remains unconnected, and unable to function its intended purpose. as vulnerable as it all might be, i am unwilling to don rain gear and gain control of things out there.
in photoshop i cut and paste a diagonal plank of wood into the composition: to add confusion, to mimic thoughts i’m having.
in this imagined dream men in towers push buttons that close gates to prevent flood waters from coming in.
but then, i mean, what if, i think i might be trapped on the wrong side of the gate!