Crashed and Bruised Dream

And I'm sure no one will read this, but some how being able to write it out seems to vent my thuoghts and feelings.

Had a dream that I was driving through Seattle and being incredibly reckless. Driving way too fast for the amount of cars on the road and not stopping completely before swerving out into the middle the road as I took right turns. Well on the second time I turned a corner too fast without fully stopping, sure enough the car behind me couldn't stop in time before rear ending me. But we were on a hill, so we kept sliding down to the next car. I could feel more impact from the cars behind the first that hit me, stacking up and could see 2 more cars in front of the one I just rear ended get added to the pile up.

Once all the crashing stopped I lay still not sure if I should move. My window shield had been busted and my whole head hurt. From the looks of what I saw in the rear view mirror was the right side of my face had a wicked bruise. It was rectangular and went from the top of my cheek bone and down my neck. I figured it to be the seat belt as it rubbed against me when I was crashing. On the left side I had all these cuts from the glass that also looked like a big burn mark, like my face got rubbed along the pavement. That went from the side of me eye brow to just below my jaw. (Oddly enough when I looked at myself in the rear view mirror this morning I relized how backward the wounds were. My left side of my face should hav had the bruise while my right side of my face should have been cut up.)

When I finally decided to get out of the car, knowing in movies you can't be too sure as to if your car is gonna blow up, and to get help for myself and to see who else was involved. Of course my legs weren't working normally, due to all the shaking they were doing. I felt so dumb to have been in such a reckless hurry. Yet the only other person I saw effected by the crash I just experienced was my sister in law. She was pretty stressed out and I wasn't able to hug her in attempts to comfort her.

It then hit hard that I was now without a car. My one car. I was home now and could feel the burden I created with my family by not having a car any more. I need one to drive those boys around and can't use the ones my parents have. I knew I was screwed. On top of that, I had to go to the boys house that I babysit at that moment. Luckily Steven was over at the time to help me with that. But that was just for a drop off.

As Steven took me over I saw myself in the mirror again and could only assume a day or two had past already. My wounds were looking a little better. The bruise was lighter and the cuts were scabbed. I was a little surprised no one was asking if I was okay.

Once at the boys house I found the home to be very dark. Like there was only a candle glow. After being there for a little while I was surprised to see my parents came to pick me up. They had a gray car that looked a lot like my car. It was undecided whether it was truly my car and my parents got it fixed or if it was a brand new car. Either way I felt horrible that they would go out and do such a thing for me when I was reckless in the first place.

The following days my relatives came over and day by day my wounds healed. I think that was the most interesting part of the dream. Seeing time go by and my slowly heal. It was a long dream too. When I woke up my track of time and days was a little fuzzy. I almost thought I truly was carless and hurt. But thankfully it was a dream and I am not dependent on rides or stranded. All I can get from it right now is to drive carefully, not to be in such a hurry that I'm going to endanger myself and those around me. And I'm sure the loss of my car has something to do with my recent loss of my lap top :(