Can you Interpret my Dream?

A few nights ago I had a dream that the world was going to end. The only way to be saved was to go scuba diving. But only three people wanted to go with me. And the two people that I really wanted to save by scuba-diving, who would LOVE to go scuba-diving period, didn't want to come. That was about 30 percent of my dream. The other 70 percent revolved around me trying to find the perfect scuba-diving outfit. I chose a purple one.