The Flood

Last night I dreamt of a large flood.  It was raining and the whole world around me was flooded deep in dark water.  I was in a car that was half-submerged but still floating as I watched cars all around me sinking under the deep, dark waters.  The rains stopped and someone swam up to me.  It was me, too.  I swam up to myself in the car, grasped hold of the window ledge, smiled and said, "Well, it looks like we've survived this one."  The me in the car brought out a bottle of Jägermeister and poured the last two shots, handing one to the me outside the car, and we toasted to our survival.