Had a wild dream driving down the freeway that made me nervous to drive my car. I start to sweat and shake gripping the steering in hands. It's a dream I've first had 17 years ago and reoccurs once in a while, usually when driving at high speeds.
The Dream:
I'm driving down a gravel road in a car I don't recognize (black with gray interior). I just dropped off a couple girls excited about their bedroom walls being painted in a new home. The love of my life tells me he doesn't want to be married to me anymore because he is tired of dealing with my mother. I leave in tears and take off in my car. I'm punching the passenger seat and slamming my hand against the steering wheel furious at him. Then a rabbit races across the road and I jump in startlement to jerk the wheel. I skid around terrified and aim for a tree to stop the car thinking the air bag will save me. I pray "Please God let me see my kids again." to smash into the tree. Everything goes black.
I wake up lying down thinking my ribs are broken so something is poking me. Realize it's my seat belt and undo it so I can move. I open my eyes and the steering wheel had no air bag deployed. Some guy comes up and asks if I'm alright. I ask who he is. He is surprised and explains we went school together. He pulls me out of the car and I lay on the grass waiting for help to arrive. Ambulance comes and they tell me not to fall asleep. I sleep anyway and wake up to be paralyzed to hear a baby crying. Paramedic at my feet is holding the crying baby in a blanket. Another paramedic placed the baby girl on my chest. I struggled to move and manage to touch her wet hair. I have no idea where this baby came from, it wasn't in the car when I was driving furiously punching the seat.
Next I'm in a hospital room surrounded by strangers trying to get me to remember them. Few of them cry. One storms out and someone tells me not to contact her cause she is so flaky. People get concerned about the love of my life coming by with roses and I claim he takes out in a wheelchair through the courtyard. I'm told I'm imagining things and simply crazy cause he cares nothing for me
I am the master of crazy dreams.
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