Me: You gotta see this picture from Vancouver. It’s not right. The light is weird.
Mom: Yeah... it’s like the sun is too high for it to be that dim.
Me: That’s it. It’s that weird northern light. This was taken at 6pm but it just doesn’t look right to me. It looks sort of apocalyptic.
Mom: ... What?
Me: I had a dream that looked like this. It was a beach and the light was weird, just like this. It had red and white striped umbrellas. It was at the edge of the world. I knew if I walked to the water, I would fall off the world.
Mom: ... ?
Me: Because it was at the very top of the world and you couldn’t go any farther. Wait... the top of the world is pretty much north of here, isn’t it?
Mom: Yeah, pretty much... when did you have this dream?
Me: Years ago, like high school or college. I’d never even been that far north, how would I know what the light looked like? I haven’t ever been that far north... until last week!
Mom: You scare the hell out of me.
Mom: Yeah... it’s like the sun is too high for it to be that dim.
Me: That’s it. It’s that weird northern light. This was taken at 6pm but it just doesn’t look right to me. It looks sort of apocalyptic.
Mom: ... What?
Me: I had a dream that looked like this. It was a beach and the light was weird, just like this. It had red and white striped umbrellas. It was at the edge of the world. I knew if I walked to the water, I would fall off the world.
Mom: ... ?
Me: Because it was at the very top of the world and you couldn’t go any farther. Wait... the top of the world is pretty much north of here, isn’t it?
Mom: Yeah, pretty much... when did you have this dream?
Me: Years ago, like high school or college. I’d never even been that far north, how would I know what the light looked like? I haven’t ever been that far north... until last week!
Mom: You scare the hell out of me.
