Dream of:11 February 2012 (2) "Hard To Control"
I was sitting in the front passenger seat of a car which Michelle was driving. She was wearing a pullover shirt and blue jeans. A dark-haired girl was sitting in the back seat and both she and Michelle looked about 20 years old. I didn't know what we were going to do. It seemed as if the girl in the back seat had been drinking some alcohol the night before, but I wasn't sure whether Michelle had been drinking anything. I thought they might want to buy some beer and I mentioned getting some. Finally I told Michelle to take me back to the house so I could do the rest of some Viagra which I had (although I was actually thinking that I had a little piece of an oxycodone pill at the house instead of a Viagra). I thought my mentioning the pill would get Michelle's attention.
We reached a point in the road which looked like a downward-slopping escalator, barely wide enough for one car. Michelle decided to turn the car off and go down without the car running. I told her not to do it because the car was harder to control when it wasn't running. Nevertheless, she started down, and at the same time she turned around to the girl in the back seat and started talking to her.
At the same time, a black car started coming up from below. Michelle tried to put on the brakes. The car slowed down, but it wouldn't stop. The two cars bumped into each other. I said, "Great." To make matters worse, it looked as if the other car was a Mercedes Benz. Our car kept pushing the other car backwards, all the way to the bottom. At first, I thought other cars might even be behind the black car, but there weren't and when we were about twenty meters from the bottom, the black car began backing up.
When we reached the bottom, I said, "Didn't I say don't do it over and over?"
But then I reflected that I hadn't actually said that, and that in fact I had even suggested that we get some beer.
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