Mid-October 1999

Age 18

In this dream, I was walking around the museum I work at, and all of the sudden, I instinctively turned around and saw one of our exhibits, a hot-air balloon, explode into a ball of flames. I ducked and just watched the fireball rise to the concrete ceiling as all of the visitors fled the building. I ran to tell the woman who answers the phones what had happened (even though she could have seen it from her vantage point), and as I began to speak to her, I woke up.