Last night, bed 9pm - 3:20am I surfed the TV just before bed and stopped on a show called Doomsday. I had a bunch of "end of the world" dreams before and wanted another intense dreams like that. This is what I thought about while watching ICBMs streaking through the skies. DR: I just got to some beach. I'm walking to the sand and at the edge of it there is a pile of white socks. I laugh, knowing that all those people took their socks off to go on a sand and never got them later. I take mine off too, but I put them in my bag. I get to a building and walk inside. I walk around up and down the stairs and pick up two magazines to read later. People start running around and I hear from someone, that Cesar (forgot the name) was assasinated. I think of the same reason that began WW1 and I know the war is about to start. I pull out my phone, throw the magazines to the floor and I need to call my mom to kinda say goodbye.