Cold winds of a nuclear summer, or how I escaped my father

 Last night I dreamed my dad was a nuclear scientist and built an atom bomb. We drove out to the he desert to drop him off and then went back to a town a “ safe distance” from the bomb, but we could see the very top of it over the clouds do in the distance. We also felt the wind, but told we were safe.  I used it as an excuse to escape a long-time relationship and go for something more exciting while I was still alive.