bridges

[Jen]

I only remember the tail end of the dream, right before I woke up this morning. I was with a group of people in an industrial-feeling building somewhere near St. Louis, Missouri. It was nighttime, I remember the ambience of streetlights and farther off city lights. There was an air of panic, and people were running outside of the building toward a pedestrian bridge. I distinctly remember someone saying that we would never get across in time. I remember looking at the entry of the bridge and seeing the arch on the right hand side of the distance. It was full of people running up the incline, and then it exploded without warning. Those of us still on land turned away, and I had a flash of something similar happening elsewhere. The next image was a bridge blowing up, with smaller explosions starting at each end and working toward the center. Something was mentioned about Grenwich. Not sure where, but the bridge looked similar in style to the Brooklyn Bridge.
Unfortunately, that's when I woke up.