a reoccurring nightmare

TW: bombs and death i guess

i have this reoccurring dream, im standing in a field. with nothing around but a bomb in front of me. im full of dread, the bomb ticks down, i stare at it. theres no time to run, i cant bury it. i cannot diffuse the bomb. 

i cannot diffuse the bomb.

i am going to die here.

there is nothing i can do.

when the bomb explodes, i wake up.

every day i think about it, ive always managed to find my way out of rough situations, ive always found a way out. but every day i wake up i wonder if time is running out, i wonder if its too late to run, i wonder if i can do something to help diffuse whats happening, i wonder if i hide, if ill be ok.

i wonder if theres nothing i can do.