January 18, 2016
Dreamt of a bright-colored sky. Reds, oranges, blues, yellows. We were watching meteors pass by. Then one of them hit the ground close to us and then we were running for life, because meteors were dropping fast, exploding, obliterating. We found a white door and somehow we knew we'd be safe inside. It's a house with many rooms, and later on it turned into a semblance of the old Gapan house. We stayed there for I don't know how long but in the dream, we went about our lives always afraid and worried. I was happy to wake up.