Had an appropriately apocalyptic dream last night.

It all started when I found a good coffeeshop in Bellevue. Then came the earthquakes, the plagues, and the wacky apocalyptic cults. There were clusters of people walking around with just one nametag and photo ID between tham, claiming that they were one shared soul in many bodies. Then came the flesh-dissolving acid rain and the hurricane-sized firestorms.

The firestorms turned into blizzards, ash and snow carpeted the earth, and we spiraled into fimbulwinter. I let loose the mad god within the earth, thinking "if you can't stop the end of the world, you may as well get it over with".