Seriously? Am I sleep deprived to be having vivid dreams during 20-30 minute naps? @-@ I feel like I’ve been asleep for AGES, but it’s only been less than an hour.
In my dream I was riding a bike that was too big for me, in the road down here in Savannah. I was wobbly and kept feeling like my arms were going to veer the bike way over and get hit by a car. Then I got off and started to walk the bike over to a train crossing. The train crossed and I walked along the gravel to a huge highway overpass with different interchanges and on-off ramps. It was like spaghetti junction in Eastern Baltimore County, Maryland. BUT it had a raging river underneath it, full of brown water from being flooded.
I walked the bike over and got on, peddling hard uphill. I remember suddenly going onto the highway ramp and thinking “Uh oh, I don’t want to be doing this, I’m getting on the highway! AAH!” and skidded to a stop just after crossing the stone bridge over the flooded river. I turned around and thought, “Okay, I’m going to ride back into town. It’s much safer there.”
Suddenly, the bridge I’d just crossed had angry water flooding over it, and it looked like part of the road in the middle of the bridge had just eroded. In the water unrealistically was a very, very green alligator. It was huge and despite the waters swirling, didn’t move at all. He opened his mouth and made a growling noise, waiting for me to fall into the water. He was extremely threatening. I had no idea what to do. I waited and watched as car after car attempted to traverse the flooded bridge.
Miraculously, most of the cars made it, even though the flooding clearly went through their windows and up over their seats. They didn’t seem to care. A jeep tried to make it through and the driver started to panic as the water washed away the side of the bridge, sending him over and into the deep flooded river. He screamed and as he was washed away he pulled out his cel phone and I heard him say “HI, I’D LIKE TO REPORT A DISASTER!” @-@ (my mind… what can I say)
Well, I thought, damn, I’d better get off this overpass. Eventually the alligator’s going to come over here or the rest of the bridge will wash away with me on it. I saw a huge ridge of gravel and sand that strangely, despite the flood, wasn’t even washing away. But it was very dry and I could see little bits of gravel falling away from the top. VERY RISKY, because I would easily slide down the side and into the water.
But I tried it. I took my bike and hefted it upside down and carried it over to the edge of the bridge. I jumped up on the side and balanced myself using the bike. Below me I could see the alligator waiting and more people being washed into the river. I got to a part of the bridge where there was a 5 foot drop to the gravel below. I jumped down and nearly lost my balance as tons of gravel started shifting beneath me.
Slowly I made it across the gravel ridge, until I was safely back up on land underneath the major bridge where the train had passed earlier. The gravel went up underneath wooden tresses, so there was actually no way for me to get up to the surface of the bridge from my position. I looked around and found a small opening in the tresses, which came out to a deck-like surface just near the tracks.
I thought “Dammit, I’ve got to ditch my bike.” So I let it go and it washed away. I’d basically just given up the one way to outrun any other disaster. I got on my stomach and pulled myself on the gravel through the opening, just barely making it. It was at a weird angle with tresses in front of it so for a second I thought I wouldn’t be able to get through it. I panicked for that second because I imagined the waters rising and me trapped in the tresses there under the bridge. @-@
I finally made it through and it was sunny out, and people were having a wedding on the train tracks. It was weird as hell. I remember thinking, “Wow. I made it. I can’t believe none of these people realize what is happening behind me!”