I was working on a large spaceship as part of some organization. the spaceship had a very large central area that seemed like a cross between a cafeteria and a downtown area. it very much bustled. the lighting was sort of yellowy.

we got word of some disaster and evacuation procedures were initiated. I was told to call the folks I reported to on the cel phone, they were on a different ship. I put off doing so. it was tim and caitlin (tim catlin and clara's friend caitlyn) and the cel phone id was tjocaitlyn and went to both of them.

I was shown the escape pod thing I was supopsed to be in, and I did not trust it. the way the seats were looked like they would fold forward and I would have my back crushed. after concluding maybe the entire thing was a ruse to kill me, I called them. they told me to get out of there and take the escape thing on the left. I went to it and someone demonstrated how the seat would lock flat and extended for proper maneuvering in space etc. I was comforted but put off getting into it.

I wandered towards another end of the large hall in the spaceship, trying to get a feel for what was happening in everyone else's head. there were two rival bakers and each was afraid if he left, the other would get his business. they both made weird sort of cheesy pastry things that were too big for a person to eat comfortably. one of the bakers also put icing on the cheesy thing, and they argued over kosher.

then I was down on earth, vaguely wondering how I switched. there was a general tension becuase of the impending disaster, and access back into space was very controlled. I finally found out that the disaster was a near flyby of a large asteroid. it would come close enough to disrupt everything but the latest calculations were that it would not be an actual collision.

I went into a storefront that sold clothing. it had a few computer terminals, from there you could either book passage if you had the right passwords, or flip through catalogs of various clothing needed for space. I was not sure if I had the right passwords, but I thin kI was supposed to ferret the right clothing/gear and passwords out from what I was doing, sort of spy-like. I noticed some people trying on gear in the back of the store, and schmoozed a little to get the best brand recommendations. i ended up with some sort of uniformlike stuff with a black shirt and olivedrab pants and head gear that sort of looks what someone wears at a bicycle motorcross.

I was still supposed to join up with the ships in space that had tjocaitlyn on them, and had more confidence this would work. but then I woke up (from no outside influence at all) so maybe that was all I needed to dream