Nightmare

So last night I had a terrible dream. It was one of those dreams that is so real and so scary that you have to force yourself to wake up from it.

I don’t know if I was on a motorcycle or in a car…at first I thought I started out on a regular bicycle…I couldn’t really tell, but it was nighttime and I started flying down this straight 2-lane country road. There were tall trees on either side. I could feel the cool night air and the wind on my face. Then I started going so fast everything around me was a blur and the sound turned into a loud pressure increasing in pitch as I went faster and faster.

All of a sudden it stopped and I was laying on black concrete. There were flashing lights and I couldn’t move. I remember Cam (my dog) being there walking around a few feet away from me and then someone rolled me over and put on one of those neck braces on me and they were carrying me somewhere on a board and I can remember being really worried about not leaving Cam there and if he was ok.

It gets a little blurry after this, but I remember asking them if it was really that bad and no one would answer me and I kept trying to feel my face and I could tell my jaw was broken and deformed and everything was swollen and scraped up. I think I told someone to call my roommate (I don’t even have a roommate). I remember I kept looking for Cam from where I was laying immobilized in some big, dark empty room.

Then I remember my mom walking in and she was upset and started crying as soon as she saw me. I kept seeing flashes of what I looked like to other people- very badly bruised, swollen, scraped, disfigured…and I finally woke myself up.

And then this morning when I was turning out of my neighborhood I almost hit a car that came out of nowhere! Really I did not see it at all before I started to turn...they just laid on their horn as they sped past me as I was making the turn and made an angry gesture out the window. I felt bad but I seriously had no idea where that car came from but I immediately thought about the dream I'd had about the accident last night.

When I got to work I looked up what car crash dreams mean and apparently it means I feel like my aspects of my life out of control and something about the car representing my ambitions. I can see that, but it doesn't make me feel any better about the situation. For now I'm just going to remember to buckle up every time I get in the car.

Do you believe in dream interpretations? What’s the worst dream you’ve ever had?