Last week I had a dream that a drunk pregnant woman was careening down a neighborhood street in a dark (blue or black) pickup truck and crashed into a house, then got out and went into the house next door.
I didn't think much of it, but on the news this morning, there was a report of a drunk woman in St. Pete who was driving drunk into oncoming traffic with her 5 month old child in the car and crashed into a nissan and a blue pickup truck, then crashed into the house of the man who owned the pickup truck. They showed a picture of the pickup truck and the house and it looked oddly familiar.
My dream wasn't exactly right, but still pretty close. I should be paying more attention to my dreams...
Friday, June 19, 2009
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