I dreamt that I was driving on a long, narrow roller coaster-ish, Dr.Seuss-ish highway in a tiny red car.  I took a wrong exit which dead-ended at Niagara Falls.  From the banks people were drinking the water with cupped hands, jumping in, and swimming.  I wanted to join them, but someone was not with me and that kept me from jumping.

(This entire dream was set to the song “Uma Thurman” of which I only know two lines, so those repeated throughout:  ‘She wants to dance like Uma Thurman/Bury me ’til I am dead.’    My daughter has since informed me that the actual lyric is ‘Bury me ’til I confess’.

’til I confess.’