This morning, someone close to me told me that they dreamt that I was killed in the subway in New York City. This person of course knew that I will be in the city briefly today, but it’s still a freaky occurrence nonetheless. So if anything does happen to me, you heard it here first.

Also last night I dreamt I was walking around with a friend of mine, possibly in Seattle. I often have dreams which take place in low lying areas close to the water, where streets get washed out by floods. Anyway, in this dream I looked up into the air and saw a huge white mechanical object rotating in the air. Judging by the size and apparent distance, I guessed it to be over a football field in length. On one turn, I managed to spy the word “NASA” written on it in black.

Later on, my friend and I were walking, and small pieces of debris began falling from the sky. We watched as a small satellite dish fell into a rivulet. My friend ran over and retrieved it, walking across the surface of the water which I did not think was out of the ordinary. Further on down the road, we discovered more wreckage, including the piece I had seen in the air marked “NASA.” Except, it was not as big as a football field. It was actually about as big as a small cooler. We picked up the two halves which it had split into and triumphantly carried it home to show our friends.