Saturday morning, I awoke to a very vivid and bizarre dream. One who’s details have still stuck with me. I haven’t had a dream like this since I was taking Chantix to help quit smoking. It was very similar to the movie Red Dawn. That’s where it begins to get a little strange.
The dream starts with me enjoying my beautiful yard, the smell of fresh cut grass, the beautiful sky. When a squad of large “bomber” type planes flying in formation whiz by at a low altitude. They start dropping bombs!
But the bombs don’t explode on impact, no that would be too simple. When the bombs struck the ground, they bounced. Much like a basketball. They bounced as if they were seeking something, something that would hurt worse than any explosion. They were seeking water pipes. When the bomb would find a water main, it would explode!
They dropped bombs all over the east coast, Midwest and the great plains with the same goal in mind, flood it. Our defenses had been crippled by a hidden virus on all persons with Internet access in the US. This virus used peoples computers collectively to hack into the DOD system and crash it.
With the water levels rising to where we were suddenly in a Katrina situation and everyone was on their roof trying to survive. Normal citizens with boats were making the rounds in their neighborhoods trying to rescue as many people as possible. We found safe places in the hills surrounding the areas.
Just who was attacking us? I never figured that out exactly. I knew is was two island nations that were vengeful against the US. That’s where the trail ends.
I then woke up, wishing I could sleep for 12 more hours and live the battle in my mind.