Dreams are odd... espically the one I had last night.

It involved me (obviously), my sister (the eldest), Skot, and another girl who I can not properly place but there are a few possibilities as to who she could be. We were on an island connected to the mainland by a pontoon bridge that was of pretty good length. We were in a moterhome and unidentified girl was driving. I had been to this island before and so had becca, the other two had not. We were on the island for a time and nothing of any note happened. When we decided to leave becca and I knew that mystery girl was taking the aproach to the bridge much too fast and told her so, but it was too late. We hit the first bit of the bridge and as is the nature of things that float the bridge was taking the shape of the waves beneath it. Our moterhome ramped off the first couple of pontoons and flew an amazing 20 feet into the air, hitting again (amazingly) dead on in the centre of the bridge. Again it ramped with an upswell of wave and as we came down about ten feet from shore the vehicle shifted about ten feet, missing the bridge and landing in the water, proceding to begin to sink. I urged everyone out of the vehicle and we (somehow) pushed the thing onto shore as it was sinking. We then collapsed and were inside a quasi-outside-inside building where people from my church lived, including the apparent owner of the moterhome, which we returned. That was the dream.
- posted by Nick @ 5/24/2003 06:38:00 PM | 0 comments