dream 3, remnants

we had moved to a new place -- lots of rolling hills and country lanes. for some reason i was having a hard time learning the layout of the new area, even as i thought back to issaquah and knew how confusing that area had been and this new area was much more straight forward.

regardless, i had gone walking in the country just outside the new town which brought to mind my grandmother's little town in oklahoma. i found myself going back into town a different way and came to a stop at a busy street with a boulevard and a traffic light.

i was dressed in walking shoes, hose, a skirt, blouse, jacket, and scarf. the light changed and i started out but when i got half-way across, the light changed and i had to wait on the boulevard. there was a protected area that i stood within -- a metal framework with canvas tarps on the sides and top.

while i was waiting, a huge long truck pulling steel girders started to turn around the corner and i could tell he was going to brush into the framework i was waiting under. i quickly darted outside and into another waiting area closeby. the truck went on and a second truck started turning. as it went around the corner and picked up speed, i realized i was on that truck, along with several other people who were calmly discussing their jobs. but of course it was part of the truck -- that canvas-enclosed metal-framework area had seats.

we were probably up to 35 mph by now and i leaned out past the canvas trying to decide if i could easily jump off onto the beautiful treed boulevard, but decided not since i had on hose and would probably fall and roll along, getting my clothes all messed up. so i started waving toward the driver, trying to get his attention before we got out of town (in the next block) and picked up some serious speed. i mean, where would i end up and how would i get back??

he must have seen me because the truck started slowing and as i prepared to jump off as efficiently as i could, i woke up.