I had a dream early this morning-

I dreamt that, while I was in belleville with my mother picking stuff up, there was a broadcast that said that a flood was coming. on the way home, the road was packed going in the other direction (I don't know what that direction was).
When we returned home, I turned on the radio, TV, and went online to figure out what we had missed. some great flood was coming our way, that could easily kill us all, but you COULD get away, if you left soon. I didn't know where we would go, but I knew I COULD get away.

but in my dream, I was terrified of dying. I got the impression that I was going to drown, along with my family, friends...
so I went around, grabbing my music, my cats, some clothes, and calling people, making sure they were getting out too. but I couldn't get in touch with one of those people, and I started to freak out, wanting to drive out to his house and get him.

it was a scary dream, especially since it was one of those dreams that felt real. I woke up hoping it was a dream. thank god it was.
and then I realized what that dream related-
a hurricane! New Orleans! only it was in a slightly augmented Belleville and Stirling instead of New Orleans. although it wasn't a hurricane in my dream, I can only imagine now how people felt when they realized this hurricane was coming, and they were going to be flooded, when they realized the levees were breaking.

makes me extremely thankful for where I live, in good old South-eastern ontario. no hurricanes here.... yet.

bad dream. definately not a good dream, one I couldn't wake up from willingly.