I had a strange dream last night. and seen as I said I would write a post a week I figured I would write about this strange dream.
In my dream I was stood at the edge of a road leading on to a very large suspension bridge I was surrounded by tall buildings, maybe a city and the bridge went over a gap i couldn't see if the gap was the ocean or a canyon, but I think it was the ocean or maybe a lake.
there was lots of cars and traffic on the bridge but it wasn't really moving and I noticed more than anything a bus at the front of the on the bridge but I didn't take notice of the numbers but, the bus was grey and was a single deck bus.
I was looking toward the bridge and I noticed that the suspension cables were giving way and the bridge began to collapse. all the people on the bridge and all the cars and trucks and bikes dropped with the bridge in to the gap the the bridge was going across. I could hear the suspension cables snapping and stretching under the strain and the last thing to drop was the grey bus. a great plume of smoke came from out of the gap that the bridge had crossed. people were screaming in horror apart from one old lady. she was looking and she was laughing.
I woke up at this point.
Strange stuff
In my dream I was stood at the edge of a road leading on to a very large suspension bridge I was surrounded by tall buildings, maybe a city and the bridge went over a gap i couldn't see if the gap was the ocean or a canyon, but I think it was the ocean or maybe a lake.
there was lots of cars and traffic on the bridge but it wasn't really moving and I noticed more than anything a bus at the front of the on the bridge but I didn't take notice of the numbers but, the bus was grey and was a single deck bus.
I was looking toward the bridge and I noticed that the suspension cables were giving way and the bridge began to collapse. all the people on the bridge and all the cars and trucks and bikes dropped with the bridge in to the gap the the bridge was going across. I could hear the suspension cables snapping and stretching under the strain and the last thing to drop was the grey bus. a great plume of smoke came from out of the gap that the bridge had crossed. people were screaming in horror apart from one old lady. she was looking and she was laughing.
I woke up at this point.
Strange stuff
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That is a very strange dream.
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