[Crowbob]

I dreamt one time that I was cruising down a local straight road that ends in a ‘t’ at the woods so you hafta turn l or r. I was passenger in a jeep; the driver was a guy I knew who was a little sketchy with regard to judgement.

Anyhow, we got to the ‘t’ so the driver guns it straight into the woods. Somehow we barely fit between two trees and hit a steep hill at maybe 80 mph.

We went straight up, which was not a problem until we stalled and became weightless and of course started to descend.

Then I woke up. I was screaming, literally yelling, drenched with sweat, short of breath as if I’d been running a marathon and grasping for whatever I could.

That was the most terrifying nightmare I’ve ever had. I can’t begin to describe the profound relief once I realized it was just a dream. It took quite a few minutes for me to get back to baseline.