The Day The Planets Fell From The Sky

I should keep a dream journal.  My dreams lately have been extremely vivid.  I'm not sure how to account for that, but I'll roll with it.

Dream interpretation has never been a gift of mine, but I had one so bizarre, I have to record it.

I was on a city street with someone close to me.  I cannot remember who it was, but their presence was familiar.

In the sky, lit up beautifully and large, was Saturn with the rings in all their glory.  It was glowing,  (It could be I've seen a picture recently or something) and the rings were sparkly with stars.

I was walking along having a discussion with whomever was there, finger outstretched, pointing at the beauty, and marveling at the wonder.

Then, out of the blue it fell to earth, bouncing along the streets causing chaos as people screamed and ran.

I ran too, but it followed me and kept bouncing and kept bouncing, getting smaller and more diminished with every bounce, until it landed at my feet, a gray round ball that wasn't scary at all.

I reached over to pick it up, and it deflated.

I picked up the gray, nondescript, deflated Saturn ball and found my partner and we mourned for the loss of beauty that was Saturn.

The rings in all their glory were still in the sky, but then they crumbled and fell to the earth as well.

Next we turned our eyes to Jupiter which was, while smaller and farther away, still visible.  It too plummeted to the earth.

One by one, each planet fell until all that was left were stars.