I had a dream last night that it was the end of the world.

It started off at Walmart and I was shopping for a bicycle and a lot of other things happened, but those aren't relevant to the end of the world.

Someone was holding this explosive device and in order to prevent it from blowing up in his hands he threw it into the air. Unfortunately it landed in a hole that led into the center of the earth. So the entire core of the earth exploded leaving only a thin shell that began to crumble. Fortunately there was a super hero and he took the bottom half of the earth (which was not crumbling) and put it inside of the crumbling half in order to support it.  Then he took this dome earth and placed it in the center of this water vortex (yes, there is an ocean floating around in the solar system). It's hard to describe so I drew you all a picture.


 
We were located on one of those rocks outside of the vortex and for some reason needed to get to the other side of it. Our mode of transportation was an airplane. This airplane didn't fly though, it traveled through the water like a boat. And on our journey through the water we crossed paths with leaping orcas and people in water rafts. Then some other airplane came out of no where and shot at us, damaging the wing (which we were not using) and suddenly we were in danger. Then there was a ferry boat and on it all of the people were cheering that we had gotten shot down because apparently the plane had stolen their potential passengers. Fortunately there was one good samaritan who argued that we needed to be saved, and that's when I woke up because I needed to pee.

I know there were a few celebrities towards the end. Mary Stuart Masterson was a passenger on the plane and I'm pretty sure Jason Bateman was the good samaritan. But, like, why?