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I Had A Dream (but not that one...)

Monday, May 16, 2005

Last night I had a strangely disarming dream and I'm really not sure what I should think about it (I'm sure I could figure it out, but I have a sneaking suspicion that I'm not going to want to know). Apparently (in the dream), I spoke to a friend on the phone and, for some reason, headed for their house. I don't remember getting into my car, but I DO know that it was driving down the street...with me lying in the back seat (which seemed perfectly normal). I panicked when I realized that I was going down the road with no lights on. Immediately, I reached for the lights just in time to see that I was headed off the road. Luckily, now that the lights were on I could see with just enough time for the car to right itself (as I remained in the back seat) and I laid back down. I decided to look up once more and to my alarm the road was interrupted by a fairly large ravine and a small wooden pier that didn't even come CLOSE to covering it. Accepting my fate I braced myself for the fall and down I went. When I landed, the first thing that I realized was that I could pretty much write this car off as done with as it began to fill with water and I lay in the backseat. It was time to make a decision: Do I get out and save myself or just let myself go down with the car and call it quits? I very lucidly and with a great feeling of relief opted to let the water overtake me. It was then that the friend that I was going to visit got out of the passenger's side of the front seat and my only thought was, "Okay, that should help the car fill up." and I lounged back in the seat and awaited my fate. Suddenly, somebody opened the opposite door and tried to yank me out by my feet with great urgency (It was three guys who work under me, one I barely know). I kept trying to kick them away from me, but they just would NOT let up and let me be. Before any resolution came about one way or the other, I was awakened by my alarm for work. Needless to say, the first half of my morning was clouded by a terrible case of lack of closure. Just thought I'd share that with you.

P.S.
Happy Birthday, Sam.
Hope you're having fun.

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