babyhead

I'm still sick.
I laid down for a nap today and then suddenly it's dark out, and I'm sitting on a porch facing a horizon of fields lined with trees. My lover is walking towards me about 20 feet away. She has a basket in her hands filled with wheat. Behind her the moon is bright, and then the oddest thing happens; it starts bouncing from side to side, making an arc pattern in the sky, like a game of ping-pong is being played and the moon is the ball.
"Hey! look!" I yell, pointing to the moon. She doesn't listen to me, continues walking towards me. I keep yelling for her to look. She still doesn't turn around.
The moon stops bouncing. Suddenly it starts to expand very rapidly, swelling enourmously until it takes up nearly the entire sky. My lover now turns around to look. At that moment this giant moon starts pummeling towards us. A giant whooshing sounds fills the air and the ground trembles. Panicking, I crouch down and wrap my arms around my head. The moon crashes down on us and I wake up.