Tonight's dream: nuclear disaster.
Starts off that Lindsey, Johnny and I are at some family party in Arizona. Behind their house is an Army base or something and they are practicing with all sorts of weapons. They are dropping bombs and what not, then the infintry comes in with flame throwers. We go back towards the front of the house and talk some more then it's a bunch of civilian disaster workers, first responders, and police officers. They have tyvek coverals on and are on the ground in like a "crash" position. Doesn't seem like a training exercise anymore.
I grab Johnny (Lindsey wasn't near me at the time in this dream) and dive into a corner just in time or a bright flash (but not too bright) and a lot of wind. Everyone gets up and walks to the buildings on the base.
Those of us left in the house are outside looking toward the west and we can see the missles heading up an a couple heading down. One explodes over what is aparently LA.
A short time later it starts to rain and I try to keep everyone out of the rain becase it could be radioactive fallout. (Yes, just like in Jericho)
The rain stops and we turn a tv on to an LA station and they are showing damage to buildings, and a medivac helicopter loading someone on board. Then it moves to footage of a basketball game then the picture goes dark and when the lights come up on the picture everyone is crouched down.
So anyway... I have an irrational fear of nuclear exchange with an unknown enemy, aparently. I really should stop watching Failsafe before going to bed. Just kidding! I wasn't watching that.
posted by Marcos at
5:32 AM
