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July 27, 2005
irresponsible construction workers
this morning I had a crazy dream. Well, all of my dreams are vivid and pretty messed up but this one was really strange.
I dreamt that I was driving on a freeway and I came to a tunnel that was having some construction done to it. It was a HUGE tunnel and probably 4-6 lanes ran through it but what is very notable is how high the roof was. Anyway the flagmen and cops were allowing cars to go through even though they had to drive right through the center of the construction.
And I mean the center. Essentially the construction was being done by a massive dual backhoe, big enough (and tall enough) that cars could drive on the two lanes beneath it. It had buckets on two arms that could work on the outside lanes while the inside lanes were still being used by traffic.
I was a bit skeptical but when the cop waved me through I drove through the center, right beneath this backhoe thingy, realizing that the body of the machine came down really low and of course they must have calculated it so that cars could go through unharmed. Then I saw in a flash that it was going to come down too low and I would be crushed! I felt the roof of my car crunch a bit and I was sent skidding out from underneath the metal monster and out of the tunnel. My car was still movable, unlike the pieces of cars that had already been spit out and littered the road with twisted debris and glass. I pulled to the side and tried to find my cell phone, which looked more like my cordless home phone. It wasn't working because it was cracked on top. There weren't any cops or construction workers on that side of the tunnel and it was like they didn't realize that the cars were being harmed as they go through.
Some of the wrecks were pretty bad and I could see people in the crashed up cars. I kept trying to get my cell phone to work but nothing. Finally some cars came through unharmed and realized that a massive accident scene was upon them so they stopped to help. I was wondering what would happen when the cars began to back up in the tunnel.
Finally there was someone there to help me although I didn't need it very much. Or so I thought. I was trying to drive forward but it turns out that the front of my car was torn off when I tried to go through. Not sure how I missed that when I was standing next to my car watching the scene but suddenly four people came out of nowhere with a new car front and they slid it into place on my car. They said they couldn't fix the dent in my roof (and commented how lucky it was that my sunroof didn't break) but that I should be able to drive the car now. I remember thinking that it was good that I bought the extra insurance when I rented my car (because apparently I was in Canada and when you do that w/my company you are supposed to get the extra insurance, unlike in the US where the company insurance covers you).
I had stopped my car next to some shops on the side of the road and one of them was a cafe where it turned out a friend I have purposely lost contact with worked. I was shocked to see her and was trying to find words so that things wouldn't be so awkward and yet I was happy to see someone I knew in the midst of such chaos. I was spared the long awkward discussion when a plain clothes cop came up and told us a series of complicated things that each of us that had been involved would have to do in order to expose this fiasco to the rest of the world and to get the government to pay for our accidents and injuries. Something about pretending to be a reporter or a cop investigating the scene--that would scare them and they would come clean. Yah right.
I'm not sure what it means. Maybe that I can go through the thick of danger and still come through mostly unscathed? No clue.
Posted by crystallyn at July 27, 2005 07:47 AM