Second night in a row I dreamed of losing control of my car, on both occasions the XTerra: the first when I chose to take a single-lane highway ramp instead of my usual wider route; my perspective was from the outside, and a numerical indicator let me know when I hit the rails and spun so many degrees, 360 then 720. And this morning I was on my way over a mountain but the angle of ascent was steep enough that I feared tipping over. (Didn’t seem to bother others on the road with me, though.) Is it possible that the events of the day were insignificant such that the weight on my mind from one dream carried onto the next?
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