This morning

This morning I woke up gripping my phone and Mark’s passports. Apparently in the midst of a maddened dream involving an extraterrestrial threat I had screamed at Mark to run. "We could make it to the nearest border!"  

He refused to act, so I took things into my own hands, scrambled out of bed and searched the room for items that required my protection. Then promptly fell asleep on top of them.

The world is safe.