So last nights fun dream was that everyone on the planet had to pack up their belongings to be moved off planet. These large, moving truck looking ships came down and took people and their things. I was at my mother's house, and we drove back to my house, to see my stuff had already been picked up. There was a pick up point for people that were missed, we had a tearful goodbye since we had no idea where anyone was going, same planet? Same solar system? Would any of us see each other again? Then I woke up.
dochamo:
I just realized this could very well be a tale from the families trying to immigrate into the US.