The sky is over.
I'm driving my mother's car through the middle of a field beside a river. The sky is black. There is no moon. I have the headlights on, but they shine onto a black ground. They don't illuminate anything. But I can see them.
Something happens that I don't remember, and I hit a tree. As soon as I collide with the tree it's like an outward explosion of light and everything I couldn't see becomes clear. like, the grass and this house and the tree and just the whole world suddenly blinks into view as soon as I hit this stupid tree.
The car that I was driving has turned into a wagon with two horses, one brown and one gray. The gray horse is dead, it had become entangled in its harness and reins and choked itself to death. The brown horse is still alive, but it's thin and still struggling to move.
I get out of the car/wagon and move to the brown horse, and I unharness it and start walking with it away from the wreck towards a house with a lake. My grandmother who chain smokes - and who I haven't seen in over four years - walks onto the porch and tells me there's a kid locked in the garage in a barbed wire restrain fence playing basketball on a TV and she needs me to come see him. I refuse. I need to take care of the horse.
The horse has no saddle or anything on, just a bridle, and so I flip the reins over its head and grab onto its mane and pull myself up so I'm sitting on its back. I start moving it away fromthe house to the lake because it was heading towards the water, I guess it was thirsty. So we're walking to the lake behind the house, and my grandmother comes out on the back deck and mentions something about snakes.
The horse and I move towards the lake shore and as it reaches the water it starts to collapse, but I manage to keep it standing. It moves further into the water, up to its knees and my toes start to brush through the water. There's a snake in the water, it had come out from behind a rock, and it swam over to me and was resting itself on the horse's back, because by this time the horse had swam out further and was neck-deep in the water.
So I'm sitting on this horse and I feel it struggling as it moves further out into the lake, and it starts to drown itself because it can't keep itself up anymore. It keeps thrashing and trying to make it to the surface, and I'm trying to rein it in and move it back around, but it doesn't listen, it just keeps trying as it starts suffocating. And for some reason I can't get off the horse, I don't want to get off of the horse, so it's, in turn, drowning me as well. So I open my eyes and look up at the surface through this olive-coloured water, still trying to get the horse to stop drowning itself.
And then I wake up.
I woke up feeling so sad because to feel something struggling that hard but not being able to make it and yeah, it was just really bizarre. I haven't been remembering any of my dreams lately, I'm not really sure why, but I remember that part. Meh.
Something happens that I don't remember, and I hit a tree. As soon as I collide with the tree it's like an outward explosion of light and everything I couldn't see becomes clear. like, the grass and this house and the tree and just the whole world suddenly blinks into view as soon as I hit this stupid tree.
The car that I was driving has turned into a wagon with two horses, one brown and one gray. The gray horse is dead, it had become entangled in its harness and reins and choked itself to death. The brown horse is still alive, but it's thin and still struggling to move.
I get out of the car/wagon and move to the brown horse, and I unharness it and start walking with it away from the wreck towards a house with a lake. My grandmother who chain smokes - and who I haven't seen in over four years - walks onto the porch and tells me there's a kid locked in the garage in a barbed wire restrain fence playing basketball on a TV and she needs me to come see him. I refuse. I need to take care of the horse.
The horse has no saddle or anything on, just a bridle, and so I flip the reins over its head and grab onto its mane and pull myself up so I'm sitting on its back. I start moving it away fromthe house to the lake because it was heading towards the water, I guess it was thirsty. So we're walking to the lake behind the house, and my grandmother comes out on the back deck and mentions something about snakes.
The horse and I move towards the lake shore and as it reaches the water it starts to collapse, but I manage to keep it standing. It moves further into the water, up to its knees and my toes start to brush through the water. There's a snake in the water, it had come out from behind a rock, and it swam over to me and was resting itself on the horse's back, because by this time the horse had swam out further and was neck-deep in the water.
So I'm sitting on this horse and I feel it struggling as it moves further out into the lake, and it starts to drown itself because it can't keep itself up anymore. It keeps thrashing and trying to make it to the surface, and I'm trying to rein it in and move it back around, but it doesn't listen, it just keeps trying as it starts suffocating. And for some reason I can't get off the horse, I don't want to get off of the horse, so it's, in turn, drowning me as well. So I open my eyes and look up at the surface through this olive-coloured water, still trying to get the horse to stop drowning itself.
And then I wake up.
I woke up feeling so sad because to feel something struggling that hard but not being able to make it and yeah, it was just really bizarre. I haven't been remembering any of my dreams lately, I'm not really sure why, but I remember that part. Meh.