what dreams may come

I had the weirdest dream two nights ago.

I dreamt that we were preparing for nuclear war. My family was at our cabin and somehow my father got wind that NASA was allowing a small number of people to take shelter in their underground bunker, but we had to be dressed in a particular suit. This full body suit was white, and made of a Tyvek-type material (identical to the stuff worn in clean rooms in the tech industry). My sister refused to dress in said suit, and I remember feeling so angry with her, cause, duh -- it's a matter of life or death! I only had sandals but wearing the suits required wearing closed-toe shoes, so I grabbed my father's snow boots (I vividly remember this part, he's had this pair for as long as I can remember) and wore those. We raced to our next-door neighbor's house, which had magically become the NASA bunker (the morphing of locations/people always cracks me up in dreams) and we were locked in, safely awaiting what might come.

Then I realized I didn't have my cell phone on me, and I wanted to call my friends and, well, say goodbye, I guess, as morbid as it sounds. I panicked looking for said phone, and roamed the cavernous hallways of the NASA site until I found a payphone. I kept trying to call my friends (collect, mind you -- there were no pockets for money in my Tyvek suit!) but no one was answering.

The dream ended here, but I woke up in a panic. I wonder if any online dream interpreters could piece together the bits and pieces of this convoluted dream.