in my last dream that i can really remember besides the one about the kfc chicken pot pie, the world was coming to an end by means of a huge tidal wave. somehow they (not sure who they are) had made a tunnel-esque underwater haven where certain people could live. (yes i am well aware this is all very "deep impact"....) anyway... i was with justin and my brother joe, and i had a ticket along with justin, but joe didn't.......
this was very hard. i was torn. finally, in the end, i gave joe my ticket, and i guess i died in the ocean. i didn't get that far. i do remember seeing the submarine go under the water and crying extremely hard. then there was a man with a gun. he was in this house that had no roof. (a house with no roof happens to be a recurring symbol in my dreams.) he was shooting at me. i was wearing really weird old warm clothing, and it seemed like everything but the clothes were present day. the beach and the ocean were very prominent in this dream.
