July 2nd, 2004


(no subject)

Dreamt last night that Iraq was attacking us. I was in a house with some people, and happened to look out the window. Noticed this airplane-dropped gigantic balloon, which started to gradually float to the ground. I realized it was a bomb, so I gathered up everyone in the house, and we went into the basement and, yes, hid under desks. We ended up being fine, as the balloon-bomb hit about a mile away. I checked the newspaper, which already knew about the bombings, and had a table documenting all of the bombings so far, separated by state and nuclear vs. non-nuclear. Apparently that one was nuclear, yet we were still fine. But then there was another one floating down, and it looked like it would land directly on the house...