kirin

I've decided I'm going to steal Amarena's blog idea of sharing whacked out dreams. Because mine are probably about as weird and vivid as hers.

My dream last night was that I was visiting my brother in Santa Barbara, CA, where in real life he just got his PhD and is now doing post-doc work.

My brother and I were hanging out on the beach below the bluff his university is on. There was a freak storm from in land that we were protected from by the cliff but we could see the damage the winds were doing, like a tornado. As we watched a city bus full of people was blown off the cliff and into the ocean. We tried to get to where the bus went into the water but it took a really long time and rescue crews were there by the time we got there and they wouldn't let us help. We were relieved when people were being pulled out of the water alive until people started coming out in body bags. We felt really helpless to do anything.