Over the past year or so, I’ve had four car accident dreams. They are a little unsettling as I’m sure you can imagine.
The first dream was of me and the kids driving into town and suddenly we were going off the road, down a fairly steep hill and the car was beginning to roll. It was at this point in the dream that everything slowed down and I distinctly remember thinking to myself, “Oh my God, this is really happening.” Then I woke up. The spookiest thing about it was that I know exactly where on the road it happened, along the highway that I drive almost every single day.
The second dream was on the same highway, but in town this time, and I watched a huge accident happen in front of me mostly involving construction trucks. They spilled concrete, metal and equipment all over the road. And I knew I had to find a way through it otherwise the other cars behind me would slam me right into it. But I couldn’t figure it out and slam me they did. My car was shoved underneath one of the large trucks. A long metal spike came through the windshield and stopped just a millimeter shy of my throat.
The third I was driving on the Navajo Dam road in New Mexico and was, again, suddenly going off the road and I had to choose between going into the water or going down the very steep and very far down side of the dam. I chose the water because I thought we’d have a better chance of survival with a shorter drop.
The fourth, which was last night, was simply me having a head on collision with a shiny, silver Mercedes. He just wouldn’t move out of the way and I had nowhere else to go. At 55 miles an hour. I woke up when I realized that the air bag had failed.
I don’t know what these dreams mean or why I keep having them. But given my love for driving, I find them a bit disturbing. Or maybe they don’t mean anything and they’re just an extension of my crazy. Any ideas?
2 comments:
blah blah blah Freud says that dreams are just wish fulfillment (with nightmares acting as negative wish fulfillment), so it would stand to reason (dreams stand to reason?!?) that, subconsciously at least, you're worried about crashing your car. How old was your mother when she was in a life-changing car accident?
btw: I'm really into this project, and think your first month is going fabulously. Please keep it up! (also, have we ever talked about the OuLiPo?)
My mom was 42 when her accident happened so I don't know if that has much to do with it at this point. It might be more subconscious with me being worried about colliding with life (or the convention therein) as I go along this journey...
And thanks so much Shawn, that means a lot, I've been wondering if you were following along. :) We need to have drinks and talk writing soon...and no, we haven't talked about OuLiPo at all, what is it?
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