This one was not as pleasant as the last one
http://www.democraticunderground.com/discuss/duboard.php?az=view_all&address=245x90218In this dream, My husband (shall I call him Mr. CMcC? ;-) ) was in the car ahead of me, and I was following him. We were rolling down hill, and I was sort of coasting to save energy (as I'm prone to do in real life. Although he is such a leadfoot in real life I would never be able to follow him hat way). It was a pretty day.
We came to a bridge just as the sky started to get cloudier and the wind picked up. The bridge was a long, narrow, rusting, trestle-type bridge. As we drove onto the bridge, he started pulling away from me and I realized I'd have to hit the gas a bit. I did, but there was no response.
The car wasn't turned on! The keys were in my hand!
Now I realize I'm going to have to start the car while on the bridge. My bridge phobia kicks in big time at this point. The bridge is really narrow and I'm traveling in the middle rather than one the side (being too close to the edge is part of what really scares me on a bridge).
I have to pull to the right a bit to avoid the oncoming traffic. I pull over too sharply and the car bounces off the right guardrail, over to the oncoming lane, bounces off that guardrail...I am panicking. The car spins around 180 degrees and I think to myself this is great, I'll just coast back down the bridge (the engine is still not engaged, keys still in my hand). I'll get off this darn bridge and start the car.
For some reason, though, the car is not rolling very fast. Now it's a really narrow car, like a go-cart almost, and I have to reach out the window, grab the railing and roll the car along by hand, like a wheelchair.
And the keys are still in that hand! Normally I would stick a finger through the key ring and wear them like a ring for safe-keeping, but no, not in this dream. I'm just holding them, reaching out with that hand to the bridge railing, pulling my car along, traffic now backing up behind me.
OMG, don't drop those keys!
I woke up with a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach and thought "This is going to be really bad."
The economy, the car companies, the swine flu...I have stopped listening to NPR in the a.m., and I am a news junkie. It's just too much. But that's for a different post, I guess.