A nightmare

It's been an exhausting week. I went to dance this morning, and then had to run to the store to pick up a cleaning cloth and repair kit (just in case) for my new glasses. When I got home, I spent a little while talking to the SO, and then played around on the computer for a while. I was falling asleep at the keys, so I decided to lay down for a while. That's significant just because I never nap unless I am absoultely drop dead exhausted, and this was my second nap this week. (I also took one on Tuesday after unpacking for most of the day.) During my nap today though, I had a nightmare. It woke me up at 6 o'clock, so I just got up and came over to dinner.

Here is the dream (The names have been changed to protect MY identity ^_^):

I was at a huge theater with some of my friends. J.T. was standing on the stage putting down tape marks as we moved through the scene. I am assuming from that, that it was during the Tech Rehearsal. I was running a number in navy dresses with black heels with some other women, including Lauren and Donna, as well as some girl with red hair that I don't know. While running this number, we made a change so that I came out later than the others and joined them at the front of the stage for the final pose. When we tried it that way the first time, I put my elbow out for Donna to hook her arm through it, but hit her chest instead. I apologized and she said that it was fine. I then asked J.T. to put down a tape mark for where I should stand so that I wouldn't hit Donna again. He said that he would take care of it in a moment. The other women and I went back stage to a huge room with costumes, props, and set pieces from floor to ceiling along the walls and on a huge stand in the center of the room. I was looking around at the various completed and "in process" costumes for the show. I saw some that were referred to as the "Disney Princesses," and remembered someone telling me that we were doing that one with each of us being a different character. Lauren came over and mentioned that she didn't want to be Glinda (the good witch), but thought that she might have to because she had the right shade of red hair. I told her to put it up and suggest to the other girl that she let her hair down so they would see her hair. It was also the right shade of red.

At that point, someone realized that we needed something, but I don't know who, or what we needed. I offered to drive us to the city. Lauren, Margaret(two girls I dance with), and Nancy (a girl I know from school) went with me. We drove through the city, but it looked nothing like the city that it was named for in real life. There was ice on the roads, but not a lot. When we got into downtown, the brakes on the car stopped working. We managed to survive flying through a couple of intersections, and I kept trying to get us onto roads with the steepest uphill climbs I could to slow us down. My friends were screaming at me to hit the brakes, but my foot was already to the floor and there was nothing else that I could do. At that point, Lauren was in the front seat. Eventually, the fourth intersection that we came to was a "T" instead of a 4-way. We couldn't go straight. We had to go left or right. There was a hill in front of us with a service station/gas station on it. I tried to turn right, but couldn't make it. The car hit a patch of ice, and at that speed, it just flew. We landed nose-down over a mini cliff sitting near the top of the hill. Nancy was in the front seat by then, and had been hurt. I had been thrown clear of the car somehow and was a good 20 feet away unhurt. I ran to the service station area (like the inside of a gas station)and, although the door was unlocked, found it deserted. There seemed to be an apartment attached to the store, so I knocked on the door and was told to come in. I opened it to a a dusty older man sitting on a ratty old couch watching television on a very old TV. I told him what had happened and that I needed help.

After that, I remember turning and seeing a newer looking gas station across the road, but it seemed so far away. Then I woke up.

I have dreams like that a lot, where the breaks give some, or start and stop working intermittently, or stop working completely. I hate those dreams. The terrify me.

All for now. Should have internet again on Monday, so this can start being a bit more regular again.

Me