Bad Dream

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.