Mother’s Day dreaming
The eve of mother's day I dreamed:that my mother and I were traveling in a motor home. I was in the back and our beds were set on either side of this part of the vehicle. She was driving and then came back to take a nap. As she decided to rest, I asked her, "Who's driving?" She said that the cruise control was set and this vehicle would drive itself.
So I walked out into the front of the motor home, which was traveling in a straight line. There was a curve ahead, and I stood there staring at the steering wheel and suspended my disbelief, convincing myself that the vehicle was beyond my understanding of the new technology.
It wasn't. At a high rate of speed, it missed the curve and dove out into empty air from the edge of a cliff. We were falling squarely to the ground which was quite a distance. I walked back into the sleeping area and told my mother that "I think we might die, but I love you," and got into my own bed, and fought the anticipation of hitting the ground, so that my muscles wouldn't tense.
We hit the ground, collapsing the vehicle around us, underneath and above, but we were safe.
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I actually liked the dream, because I told my mother about it and got to say "I love you" for Mother's day. We don't express such things.
The dream stemmed from a trip the other day when she was driving and too close some motor home's bumper. She was using the cruise control, and really dislikes hitting the brake and turning it off. It makes me cringe to be so close to another car. I say something every time, but the best thing for me to do is drive.
I'll never own a motor home.
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