I don’t put too much stock into dreams. They just seem like a collection of random memories filtering back through your mind, echos of past experiences.
But I had one early last week that’s really left me disturbed.
I went to meet a friend at a bar. I was waiting for her when her former friend/enemy showed up. This third wheel got flirty. I tried to get her to leave. She wouldn’t go away. In fact, she was in various states of undress at random times.
I looked and my friend was finally there. She misconstrued what was going on.
She left in tears.
I chased after her.
She was driving off.
I ran as fast as I could, trying to catch up. I would get so close and then lose the ground I gained.
I never saw the other car coming. It plowed into me. I was laying on the ground. My body was fine but my memory was fading. She saw me there in the road through her rear view mirror but kept driving away.
Later there was some sort of party for me. My family was trying to help me recover my lost memories. I couldn’t remember who a single person was, not even my parents.
All of the people I ever knew were lined up. They would tell me about themselves, explain what sort of things we did together and then would hand me a note card with their name and a relationship status (best friends, beer buddy, ex-girlfriend, teacher, co-worker, tennis partner etc).
She was there in line. When she shook my hand I suddenly remembered everything about her. I remembered everything I’d ever told her. Every little secret. Every little heart break. Every inside joke.
Before I could say anything she told me her name and handed me her card. Her card said “stranger” and then she walked away.
I knew I’d never see her again.
I woke up so sad.
I can’t stop thinking about it. This sense of eventually doom has stained me now.
But it’s just a dream, right? There’s no way it could be a vision.