Was my dream last night.
And I think a little back story would be beneficial here before I continue.
When I was in college, my home town of San Antonio was about 4 and a half hours from my college town of Nacogdoches. And I traveled home alot the first few years. And I would always have these morbid thoughts of dying in a car accident.
I know, I know. Terrible thoughts.
Other than the fact that it was a tiny, undivided two lane highway with no street lights to guide you. With tall East Texas Pine Trees to surround you like you are driving in a tunnel.
Where one night a car was driving on my side of the highway and I slammed on my brakes only to skid out into a 360. Where the only light you can see for miles is the bright moon in the sky.
But, other than that...I am not sure why I had those morbid car crash thoughts.
Since I stopped making that back and forth trip over 8 years ago, most of those morbid thoughts ceased. Although I am unsure why seeing as I live in Crazy Driver Town, U.S.A., also known as Houston, Texas. But, I digress.
I had one of those dreams last night.
If you have ever been in a car accident, then you know how time almost slows down while you are going through the motions. The reaction. The impact. The aftermath.
That happened in my dream. It was a full on car accident. With two major impacts.
The initial front end impact. The spinning of the car. And the final rear end impact when I hit a concrete highway divider.
And then I woke up.
So it begins. Again....