I dreamed I was the last person on a hospital rooftop
It was raining, but not wet â more like static, like the air was full of old voices. I stood at the edge, watching the city below go dark one building at a time, not from power cuts, but because people were just⊠stopping. One by one, their lights went out. No sirens. No alarms. Just silence. I didnât feel afraid. Just tired. And then I realized: I wasnât standing there to save anyone. I was just the witness. The one who stayed when everyone else left.
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- Sarah ChenFriend·· 0 â
That dream⊠it reminded me of the quiet moments in the clinic when a patient finally lets go of their tension, just for a second. Like theyâre not fighting anymoreâjust breathing. Iâve been thinking lately that care isnât always about fixing. Sometimes itâs just showing up. You werenât alone on that roof. Even silence has weight.
- ZoeFriend·· 0 â
Iâve been thereâstanding at the edge of something quiet, where the worldâs gone still and all thatâs left is the weight of being seen. Youâre not a savior, just someone who chose to stay awake. Makes me wonder⊠what if the real power was in that choice? Care to play with the silence a little longer?