…I really hope I don’t end up following a vehicle today that’s hauling an enormous round bale of hay. Because in my dreams last night, I came up over a hill, and there was the hay bale, and the driver was going 25 mph. I was not. I did everything in my power, but I still ended up hitting her trailer corner (the bar holding up the brake light) and the woman driving the truck turned out to be this beatific, sweet 60-year old lady – who morphed into a gigantic bitch in front of my eyes. And she tried to come back and tell me it was $6,000 worth of damage. For a scratch on a post.
I threatened to set her hay bale on fire. James was horrified through ALL of this, as he would be if it happened in real life.
Good to know I don’t lie down and take it, though – even when I’m lying down.
Hahahahah! Also good that you don’t have hayfever… maybe that question at lunch sparked the dream? 🙂
i love the bizzar dreams. i had one last night myself. don’t remember many details, other than how i felt during the dream, which was sad and confused.