Car dive

Date: 9/28/2019

It started with Shea leaving our house, which was a hybrid of the current condo and some imaginary iteration of it that my mind created. He went to go out with friends. I had a little sister who weirdly resembled A. Hawton from high school. She became fascinated with bugs and kept catching them and releasing them into our house. I hated them. I started feeling crazy. I got in my car and started driving to SLO. On the way there was a big freeway detour that led me to a car wash thing. Random people from my life were there. There was a big tunnel. I was manic af and totally losing control so people were sort of trying to get me to calm down. Some how I ended up in the car with Richard. He had had a few drinks and decided to drive us home. Things were fine but then it was dark and we were driving through mountains by slo and it seemed like he intentionally drove my car off of a cliff. I thought we were going to die so I grabbed his hand and said “I love you”. We ended up landing in a shallow lake. I couldn’t see anything for awhile. I tried rolling down the window so I could crawl out and not drown. When we came out of the car I started freaking out worse than earlier in the dream. My coworker somehow showed up and drove me back home. People kept asking me if I was okay and I kept saying NO I am very much not ok. There was a hole in the floor to our bottom neighbor’s condo and I was worried blueberry would fall down. There were bugs everywhere. Bad.