I had a weird dream today.

I was walking in some kind of central park in a foreign city together with some people I knew. The sun was shining, even though it was a bit overcast. It felt like summer.

All of a sudden, the clouds grew bigger, and darker, and you could sense that electricity was building up inside of them - it was almost visible from where we were standing, like lightning, that somehow couldn’t escape the clouds. I expressed my worries about the situation to the others and suggested that we find some place where we could get some shelter from what unmistakably would become a thunder storm. Then I saw one of the others point towards a huge tower a bit away from where we was sitting. This tower was a kind of blend between a World Trade Center in New York and Notre Dame in Paris, nonetheless it was huge. He said: “Well, I think that one is going to give us some rain!!!”. Above the tower a humonguous cloud, the biggest, meanest and darkest I ever saw, was building up on top it. As a friend of a keen glider pilot and soon-to-become real aircraft pilot, I have learned how a bad thundercloud looks like, and this one was bad. In fact it was so bad that a nuclear bomb mushroom-like cloud was erecting on top of this evaporator from Hell. My nervousness weren’t exactly dampened by the sight of that, but It was just the beginning.

One of the others in the party pointed toward another similar tower in the opposite direction of where we were sitting, and lo and behold, one more cloud that sparked like a collective plug for an entire nation. This was bad. Very bad. I started to panic and I could hear people around us start to up-heave, afraid of what might happen. We didn’t know what to do with ourselves, trapped in what in any seconds could become the worst thunderstorm any man has ever witnessed, and between two clouds that threatened to suck up the buildings beneath them or just zap them into dust.

My eyes certainly began to twist by the sight that followed. Several screams made my attention go toward the first tower’s direction where the cloud on top of it started to be tranquil. The tension in the air suddenly grew larger, like silence before a storm and all sounds were muffled like on a winter’s day, my chest feeling like it could implode in any minute. The cloud started to tremble and before our very eyes, from the bottom-up, it dissolved into pure water. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Millions and millions of litres started to tremble down the tower not unlike a huge avalanche, covering the tower completely with what looked like a stone-pillar of pure ocean. I immediately began looking for something to crawl up on, because I knew this wasn’t your everyday shower. I found some kind of statue that I climbed up to while the water was storming toward us like the recent tsunami in Asia, ripping up everything on its way. One and a half metre of water rushed by beneath my feet and I barely could understand what was happening, only thinking of myself and to avoid getting drowned. Just seconds after the first wave hit the park, the other cloud, on the other tower burst into cascades of water and I frantically leaped like a frog, trying to find higher elevation while heaven and earth blended into one.

Then the dream stopped.

Update 16:42
A heavy, hurricane-like storm is passing Denmark in these hours (25-33m/s with gusts of 40m/s), and the police are warning people not to go outside, since it is too dangerous. I just went to buy some groceries and I tell you it was not very much unlike the weather in my dream (except much less wet, of course)… To tell you the truth, atmosphere-like, in relation to how it felt in the dream, it scared me a bit…

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