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i dreamed that my mother, crossing the street against the light, stopped and turned and said "what?" when she didn't hear me when i called to her that a car was coming. and the car hit its brakes, but it couldn't swerve or stop in time, and its tires squealed as it hit her.
i, naturally, screamed. my vision, in my dream, went black, as though the dream had cut to commercial.
when the picture came back, it turned out she'd just been bumped and startled, but not struck by the car. someone had called 911 and i could hear sirens coming, and my mother had hopped up from the ground and come over to assure me she was okay, where i was sitting on the curb and still screaming.
at which point i woke up. so naturally my whole nap was for no purpose at all -- i don't feel even a little bit rested, but i'm sure not in any hurry to go back to sleep.
i, naturally, screamed. my vision, in my dream, went black, as though the dream had cut to commercial.
when the picture came back, it turned out she'd just been bumped and startled, but not struck by the car. someone had called 911 and i could hear sirens coming, and my mother had hopped up from the ground and come over to assure me she was okay, where i was sitting on the curb and still screaming.
at which point i woke up. so naturally my whole nap was for no purpose at all -- i don't feel even a little bit rested, but i'm sure not in any hurry to go back to sleep.