Ok, so last night, I had a really weird dream.
So, I'm walking along the beach in Baltimore. This is weird, because I live in Northampton, England, and I've never been to America and didn't even know where Baltimore was until 2 minutes ago when I looked it up on Google Maps. Anyway, so I'm on this beach, which is surrounded by really big hills. Then, I see the water start to withdraw, and a lot of foamy water off in the distance. I start running in the opposite direction, because I can tell whats gonna happen. I head over one of the hills and down to where I live, which apparently is a house with everything except the toilet in one combined room. At this point, I get a cinematic shot of the tsunami reaching the massive hills. I meet people who I can only assume I know, even though I haven't seen their faces before in my life, and I tell them, "get inside", "get inside and get on the ground." That's odd cos the actual advice I would give in real life is "get inside and get upstairs." Anyway, so I wind up locked in my house by my self, laying on my bed that's in the corner, watching the glass door. And then wham! The house is hit by the wall of water, and is uprooted from its foundations, and swept past the other houses and a ferris wheel, up another hill where it gets lodged. The tsunami suddenly dies away really quickly. And that's all I remember from that dream.
Baltimore? Tsunami? What the hell have I been watching on TV?