The things nightmares are made of

Do you ever have a bad dream that reoccurs often?  It's not so bad as to be a nightmare but it's really, really uncomfortable.

I have one in which I'm trying to leave a downtown urban area and go home.  There are several routes I can take that will get me there in similar amounts of time but one requires getting onto a bridge which is accessed by a very steep on-ramp.  Since this girl does not like high, open structures I try to avoid it.  But, in the dream I accidentally get on that ramp.  Not good!

I used to think it was one of those dreams with deep meaning, something my subconscious was trying to tell me or work out.  Now, not so much.  On my trip for work it came true!  When I drove into Portland to see the roses I had to cross the Willamette River on the Fremont Bridge.

As I started up this ramp it began to feel strangely familiar.

The further I went the more unsettling it became.

I would have driven my rental car right down that middle line if it was possible.

If I could have driven with my eyes closed at this point I would have.

The sweet relief I felt when I reached the other side was tempered by the thought that I would have to repeat the experience to get back to the hotel!

I have decided that I can never live in Portland.


AMDG