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My weird arse dream just now:

I'm on a grassy slope area on a big lake, and there's a big wooden dock nearby built too high over the water, about 6-8-foot drop to the water, maybe there was a ladder to climb down, can't remember. But whoever built that dock, you wonder if they could have gotten the base of it closer to the water.

All the sudden I hear/see it...again. Part of a short dream I'd had days earlier I guess...

...a small dinghy boat with the boat motor pulled up halfway out of the water, making a God-awful noise, and splashing water up into the boat, and...(just as I remembered from days earlier), Tony Soprano comes over the side of the hill bitching somebody out over the boat being left unattended and the boat motor being propped halfway up and splashing water into the boat.

(Again, I’d had that short dream days earlier and the dream had ended, but today it kept going)

Who was Tony Soprano bitching at? I never saw. I don't remember anyone in the dream except for me and Tony Soprano, but he was not bitching at me for the boat.

Anyway, I dive into the water to try and reach the boat to turn the motor off and get the motor to the dock without it sinking, figuring we can dive down and get the boat later. I didn’t make it. Boat sank, motor and all, at the same time Tony dove into the water as well.

So I'm first to take a gulp of air and attempt to go down and begin pulling the boat from the floor of the lake, maybe 9 feet deep, or a little less. Immediately - in my dream - I'm out of shape and come back up bitching I'm out of shape.

(I’m out of shape in real life right now, and I was also out of shape in my dream)

So me and Tony are there dog paddling figuring out how to engineer this boat out of the water…

All the sudden, a very wide flash of laser comes rushing out of space somewhere and hits the moon, a full moon (I guess it was nighttime all the fricking sudden!). I’d had my back turned to the origin of the big arse laser, but I was able to look up in time and see it smash into the full moon.

Tony and I were probably cussing like “WTF” but I don’t remember, and in an instant, there were two full moons, not one. Both full moons were fairly bright orange and the background was lighter orange like a cantaloupe.

At that point the sky was lit up pretty good, a patch of blue sky opened up, and clouds began flying by a hundred miles an hour. Frick tons of clouds passing overhead like crazy.

(I literally still at this point did not think, in my dream, “hey dumbass, you’re dreaming.”)

It was pretty scary and then I started praying, thinking, you know what, I think this is judgement day. I remember distinctly thinking, “I don’t hear trumpets, but I think this is judgement day” and I was dog paddling in the water and praying to Jesus for last-minute salvation.

Don’t know where Tony Soprano was at the moment, pretty sure he was still dog paddling in the water nearby, and then I woke up.