Had an extensive, two part dream last night.
The world was ending. In the first scenario, I wasn't sure as to what exactly was happening to the world. But apparently people were mass fleeing north. I was with the first wave of people headed that way, so it wasn't super gridlocked yet. I don't remember much of the details, except that it was inevitable, imminent, and sad.
The dream was disturbing, and I remember wanting out of it. It gradually dawned on me that I might be dreaming, so I woke up. It was like 7:58. I knew I'd pass out again, and I also remember trying to shake the dream off so that I wouldn't experience part 2.
This time I was not with the first wave of refugees. I was still in Austin, and it was quickly becoming obvious that most people were fleeing.
I *still* had no idea what was destroying the world. But apparently whatever it was was going to be gradual, and by moving north you could buy yourself some time... maybe even enough time to live out your life comparatively normally.
I remember asking people what the deal was... explaining as I did so that I'd been busy lately with The Hideout and theatre stuff, and hadn't really been paying close attention to the news.
Finally, I experienced what was wrong with the world. Clouds started rolling in over Austin. But they weren't clouds. It was a solid sheets of ice, like you're under a glacier or something, and they were super low. It only really made dream sense. Someone explained that basically oil spills and carbon dioxide and other things had taken their toll, and now basically this huge frozen hurricane thing was coming onto land.
So end of the world, sure. But it would take a while.
ANYhow, I go to the Hideout. The baristas are all excited, because the owners of a nearby furniture and clothing store who is understandably fleeing the apocalypse, has told us we can have all their stock. So we're redecorating the interior. I like the new furniture, but also have some constructive comments.
So, the End of the World... temporarily good for the Hideout!