Dreams are so funny, I never understand what they mean, or try, they just amuse me because I haven't had them up until this point in time. The one I had last night was society breaking down. I'm not sure why, I never figured that part out. I was on vacation with this girl, and all of a sudden all of the lights went out on the interstate. we got off and lots of buildings were on fire and people were running through the streets. I kept asking people what was wrong, and they wouldn't say anything. I kept fighting through the crowd and I got to this office with an eagle globe and anchor, they looked like they were panicking inside, so I took an M4 from by the front door. Then the crowds started rushing me and attacking, so I shot and shot and shot and took them down. I ran out of ammo for the rifle and had to start using my pistol, while I was moving serpentine into a tall building. We ran through the front door and out of a loading dock. Then we ran across a highway and started climbing an impossibly steep hill, so I had to use plants to grab onto and climb. The girl I was with told me that the thick plants we were climbing through could be pressed down, and if you pressed them down enough in a circle that you could turn them into a tiny disk, and that's what happened, hundreds of yards of a plant turned into a tiny disk about the size of my arm, then I woke up.