I was in the car's passenger seat, and Mom was driving the car. We were approaching a hill where something had happened involving us and a number of other people, and parked on a overhang where we could watch the road.
I saw another vehicle not too far away which, shortly after we arrived, started up and shifted it's position a bit. We were attempting to find out what had happened to the other people.
We then continued to drive on the hilly area containing the overhang, while Mom looked with binoculars at the other car. Eventually we reached the highway, and began driving backwards into traffic.
I started yelling at Mom, and she said to drive for her. I recklessly drive into the nearest place, a bank, 's parking lot, and after driving over their lawn procured a parking space.
I said sorry for yelling and such, and she said no, she was sorry.
(I think this might have been connected to the previous dream, but it doesn't fit too well as it is.)
Posted by Trevor Savage at September 13, 2003 1:42 PM