I am standing beneath a pergola of Japanese inspired design. My best friend is with me. We stand together and admire a volcano in the distance, across a still and shining body of water.
Suddenly, molten rock shoots from the volcano’s mouth. The trajectory of the rock defies physics, propelling horizontally toward us instead of arching above and outward. We have no time to think. Only to react. It’s a manic scene, the two of us Donkey Konging it for our lives in slow motion.
I wake up.