Three nights ago right before waking up I had an odd, amusing, and incredibly vivid dream, but now I can only remember the very last part of it. I am sitting on the train going to a far away place, and while talking to the woman sitting next to me, a stranger, she casually mentions that the train will be taking a sharp turn.. a turn
downward, but not to worry, she says. The next thing I know, the train is running off the cliff into a humongous hole. Right before it falls off the edge, I'm thrown up into the air (I guess this train didn't have a top to it) and as I'm in the air an intense free-falling sensation comes over me. I feel myself take a sharp breath while still asleep in my bed. In the dream, I start free falling into a huge hole which looks very much like the Grand Canyon. The train is gone, making its way down to the bottom, and I'm right behind, following it, falling. At this time I hear the woman's voice saying,
"Don't worry, it's going to be okay, it will come back around to catch you, don't worry."
Ha ha. Really! Although I realize that that can't possibly be true, I still try to balance myself to fall straight and not tumble in air. The ground's getting closer by the millisecond, and the last thing I remember is looking down where the ground is supposed to be, but there is only a great gray space.
And then I woke up.
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Strangely enough, my real-life experiences later that day mimicked the blueprint of my dream... so will the woman in my dream be right? I think and I hope so, but only time will tell.
