Margie Anne, a delightful New Zealand Blogger, wrote about a reoccurring bad dream she had last night, and what it might mean. Her dream was about being in danger and asking for, and accepting help. Something to ponder.
I had a bad dream just before waking this morning, and I can't forget it. I don't think I have ever had a variation on it before. I do remember a lot of my dreams, but they are rarely scary.
In this dream, I was looking at used cars to buy as a towed. I went for a test drive, by myself, in an old, gray, dusty, junker. I missed a turn and went into a ditch. Suddenly the car started sinking. At first I laughed at myself because I was not hurt, and I thought how embarrassed I was going to be calling a tow truck.
But the car kept sinking and I realized I could not get out and I was going to be buried alive in black muck. The window was open but I didn't fit thru and couldn't open the door. I knew I was going to die and no one would be able to get there in time to help or save me.
Then I woke up.
I wonder what it meant.