I had insane dreams last night that were something of a mad cross between The Day After Tomorrow and The Happening starring me and co-starring Jared Leto.  I woke up in the middle of the night, crying, having just informed my dream-father on my dream-cell phone that I wasn’t going to survive the Giant Tsunami that was about to wash me out of NYC. 

Zack went into his normal nightmare disaster control when he woke to hear me crying my way through my REM cycle.  Since usually I only cry in my dreams when he dies, he woke me up, assuring me that it was okay, he was there and alive and well.  Typically, that’s quite comforting to me.  This time, however, I was like, “GOOD FOR YOU, BUT WHAT ABOUT NEW YORK?”

Actually, I didn’t say anything out loud cause I was still crying.  But I totally thought it. 

When we woke up this morning, I told Zack what I could remember of the dream–about the natural disasters and facing my own death and all of that.  He smartly observed that maybe being in an earthquake effected me more profoundly than I realized.  I agreed.  And then I secretly wished that I could have at least traded Jared Leto for Jake Gyllenhaal.  Cause, you know, Jake has some experience in these sort of situations.