Dreamed that Carolyn and I were riding in the back seat of Carolyn’s parents’ car, just like we did in real life to go to our real-life Cape Cod vacation. Carolyn was telling her parents about our real-life argument that we had in real life the previous night before.
Then, suddenly, Carolyn fell out the window and I saw her hit the ground and roll. We were probably going 45MPH.
Carolyn’s dad didn’t even slow down.
I was quite upset — and had to tell Lowell to stop the car. I think Carolyn survived the accident.
I woke up with a big adrenaline rush, still quite mad from going to be angry, but also quite sad to see Carolyn hurt in my dreams. It helped put the argument we had into perspective; Most dreams aren’t so therapeutic.