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.’