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4 September 1998
last night i had one of my epic science fiction dreams. i was at home with sam and my mom, and there was something that sounded like fireworks outside. we went to look, and there were space fighters shooting at a space station (orion, from the ground it looked like two triangles of very bright stars). orion eventually began to break up and lose altitude. and quickly, before we could even really worry about it, came crashing to earth. the impact must have been near enough that it sent debris flying overhead, and i yelled at sam to come back inside.
the rest of the dream dealt with the aftermath of this, on personal, societal, and political levels. it was the type of thing that could have been a movie plot.
the rest of the dream dealt with the aftermath of this, on personal, societal, and political levels. it was the type of thing that could have been a movie plot.