Sunday, August 28, 2011
suicide
I dreamt I was driving onto a bridge that had a high arch. I was talking to god or?? and saying "Ok.. this is it. I don't know what to do anymore so I'm going to drive off of this bridge. If you have something to tell me, tell me now." I started driving and was nearing the edge when I saw one car drive off, then another, then cars were flying out of no where on to the bridge. We (the people that had driven from my direction) turned our cars around and headed back. We tried to motion to the other drivers not to get on the bridge. We were out of our cars watching and wondering what it was. Then I was on a motorcycle and not a car. These colored disks were popping out of it. I realized it was a radio and thought it was cool that it had one.
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