Category: Dreams

I know there was more tak­ing place in this dream before I pick it up here, but this is what I remem­ber. I’m dri­ving around town in a fuel-effi­cient sort of go-cart, except it has big­ger wheels and I see a steam­roller fall off of a bridge right in front of me. The guy jumps out of it like he’s in a video game and jumps again so he’s not crushed by the thing. His bud­dy is dri­ving a huge dump truck and dri­ves it over to see if he’s okay, there­by caus­ing it to over­turn as well. He also jumps to safe­ty but they’re below the vehi­cles [which are on a giant pile of scrap met­al] and the weight is slow­ly over­bal­anc­ing things. Some girls run by to make sure they’re okay but also don’t seem to notice the impend­ing doom hov­er­ing above them. I yell for them to get out of the way, and they walk away, but still in the path of the avalanche, so I run down and do a sort of base­ball slide scoop­ing them all up and out of the way just as the heap of met­al comes down. Lat­er I’m talk­ing with the group of girls at one of their moth­er’s hous­es and they all leave the room except the girl and her moth­er. The girl is attached but tells me if I fax her my email she’ll give me her phone num­ber.