I found this dream recorded on my desktop. Enjoy a bonus round.
I had a dream. I was on the T with Jeff going home from somewhere on a street that looked like San Francisco. I was getting to the T and the Red Sox were playing so everyone was asking how to get to the game. I was telling people how to get there and this one kid was like “No, that’s not how you get there” and I was liike “YES.” And he wasn’t even from the city. then we get to the T and Jeff’s gone and I am waiting for the T and the kid is like “Want a ride?” and he has a car and even know he was a tool I was like “sure” and so he’s driving me into the city and its raining and we’re driving across a bridge that is just the road and nothing else and he hydroplanes a little into the water and I’m like “slow down please and don’t kill us” and then he’s like “yea sorry i’ll be careful” and then he hydroplanes again and crashes our car into the water.
Then I wake up and I’m in the car getting to my house. Someone helps me out and then I’m inside and I can’t figure out how to work the phone and all I want to do is call Jeff and I can’t for some reason.
My dad calls and says they are on the way home, and then I am with someone and they’re telling me to calm down but I just want Jeff.
Then I’m at a mall talking to someone who is my youth leader asking them about my injuries and what happened because I can’t remember anything from before to the day of the accident and she’s reassuring me I’ll be OK.
Secretly, in my mind, I know that I am not going to get to go to China now.
But the bridge is like a mile across. So I am crawling through the tunnel, but about 3/4 of the way across, I realize that the pedestrian bridge does not connect to the airport bridge, so I go to turn around. At this point, Lauren calls and says she’s headed to the bridge. So I turn around, and the bridge turns into a slide-ish ride, and so I am sliding to the beginning, and there are all these people in the tunnel, and each person has a sign around their neck. The signs have dog breed written on them, and each person falls according to how big or small their dog is. Apparently it was a science experiment. So the tunnels are twisty and turny, and I am sliding but the whole structure is also bouncy, like a moon-bounce. So I am passing all these people-representing-dogs, and they are all bouncing everywhere. Finally, I get to the beginning of the tunnel and I am met by Lauren in her car, but I know I am not going to make the plane, and she does too. So we walk over to K’s car, where baby and her are hanging out.