The dream was very fluid.. but I can only remember fragments... it occurred in a second sleep which I am having the biggest struggle coming to full wake from.
I was back in my childhood home.. and Cath went out to check the mail... I was handed the bills to which I made some under the breath comment about others needing to do some work to help pay the bills so it doesn't all fall on me so that I can move out on my own. I felt guilty making that comment cause family should always come first before me.
With school starting back up I was going to stand in and so the work that Patrick was doing for his summer break... some manual type labor in some farming community. I was in a trailer getting dressed when the boss guy knocked on the door to see if I was ready. I came out and he was talking to Patrick who was walking to school... I told him to have a good day and was taken on a tour of the place following that. The farmer boss explained that these parts weren't considered the good parts of town.. I explained it mattered not to me for I treat everyone with the same respect.
Ended up in a smaller deli/diner where I was with 2 other older ladies... the one that was supposed to be the boss offered to pick up the tab for a cinnamon roll and a coke in a glass bottle... I don't like soda but felt it rude to decline her offer, especially given her scoffy response to my statement of not liking people who acted better than anyone else.
While waiting for the other ladies to finish I jumped on the back of a 4 tiered/4 person motorcycle that the farmer boss was manning... he was anxious and not up for waiting so he drove it around my current neighborhood which was quiet and had little traffic. I remember thinking .. this is my first time on a motorcycle and it doesn't feel as scary... until he started doing tricks... because there was no one on tier 2 and 3 and I was on the end.. I was getting whipped around and had to lift my feet during U-Turns in fear that they were going to be crushed against the sidewalk edge... at one point we were being pulled or somehow connected to an ambulance.. he lost control and dismounted leaving me to figure out what to do...
At this point I just remember standing there and things felt slow motion as this ambulance teetered back and forth straight towards me... I was frozen to move.. and then it collided with another car causing it to flip.... but then it landed up right.
I ran to the car to help... it was an older couple.. in their 70's or 80's... the male passenger was unconscious.. but his female partner was wide awake though very disoriented. I touched the male passenger to see if he was alive... he came to and leaped from the car completely unaware of what happened and apparently without any substantial injury. I ran over to the opposite side of the car to tend to the fragile lady. She was going on something about wanting one her booties or her mitten to be put back on... I didn't want to move her and said I'd be back with a stretcher which I had hoped to retrieve from this mangled ambulance... but it was too mangled... I could hear sirens in the distance. The ambulance was too mangled and I returned to her side to comfort her... I ended up scooping her up in my arms and retrieving her from the car... she couldn't have been more than 80 lbs this fragile bony lady... it was then the paramedics had arrived and were able to take and care for her properly.. one of the lady EMT's mentioned a rubber band the lady had been playing with on her fingers... she explained it was a way to comfort children of the wild and said it was associated with Mensa.
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