Last night I dreamed that I was in a one-story house with a floor-to-ceiling picture window, that the ground around it was on fire from lava, but the house didn't burn. Instead, it was hit by a tidal wave, which drenched and darkened everything, but only for a moment.
Then the dream shifted as grass sprang up where the lava had once been and trees magically grew to thirty-plus feet tall. But then a strong wind or invisible force swept through the outdoors.
It didn't affect anyone inside the house, but the trees uprooted and began running across the tropics-turned-savannah, along with a wildebeast. If any of you dream-interpretation folks have any ideas...
