
I then started rushing through what I should do now. My list was:
Get a hold of family.
I knew it would be impossible to get home now, probably for a long time. The least I could do is tell them my plan so they wouldn't worry about me, but what about them? They're in Iowa..flatlands! I would tell them to go towards Colorado as there are hills and caves there.
For myself, my first thought was I need to get back to Georgia. The mountains there could surely shield me from the nuclear holocaust that was sure to follow and I'd have people there that would lend companionship through these tough times. But would they let me across the border? Do I need to get a gun? Where can I find some non-perishable food?
I thought about Jinky. Man I wish she had stayed in Vietnam! They have so many underground cities from the war. She'd do fine there, but she's back in Manila.
For some reason I didn't have my phone with me, (just my iphone that isn't jailbroken yet) so I knew I'd have a lot of calls waiting for me when I got home. Man how I miss being able to turn on the tv and watch news in English! In University I ALWAYS knew what was happening all around the world. CNN, BBC, Al-Jazeera was always being checked for the latest news and tragedies.
Then my thoughts went to an easier route. I could head to Derinkuyu Underground City in Goreme or Cappadocia valley. The place is perfect for hunkering down. It has a complete underground network that Christians used to hide from invading empires and persecution. It would be perfect if a million people haven't already gotten there.
Then sometime while I was running through these scenarios I woke up.
What a strange dream.
What do you think it meant? What was my mind trying to communicate?