Seems I got to have a change in scene, 'cause every night I have the strangest dreams.

Deja vu.

I mean, seriously...  what's with all the end-of-the-world type dreams?

The night before last I had this odd series of natural disaster based dreams.  I can't really say they were nightmares, or even that they were bad dreams, because I didn't feel scared or anything. 

My best friend and I went through a tornado, a tsunami (which totally should have scared me because I so don't swim - like, at ALL), a forest fire, a hurricane, and last but not least an earth shattering quake. 

I would dream of one, and then as it faded out it seemed like there was a several minute break until the next one would start.  Like some inept projector operator was having a hard time changing the reels in my dream theatre.

Anyway, the earthquake was the last one and we were in some little restaurant on the ground floor of a skyscraper and things started out with just a little quiver and some bottles falling off the shelves in the bar area.  Then just as we started to relax things started to shake again and everything was coming off the walls and we were on the floor and we just *knew* that the whole fifty stories up above us were going to come crashing down on top of us and yet there we lay on the floor carrying on what is a normal conversation for us! 

I woke up just as the building started to come down.

All I can say is "What..?"