A little background info before I tell you about the dream;

Kourisa, was a girl I went to school with, we were never close, but acquainted. We talk off and on using Facebook, but I haven't talked to her in about 3 months, and I haven't actually seen her since we graduated 8 years ago.

Brandon, is my 420 buddy.

I have a son, Brigham (Piglet) who is almost 2 years old.

Gina, is my girlfriend. we're very close, and she's more my companion than anything.

I used to own an oldsmobile 88 custom cruiser (station wagon). It was one of my favorite cars.

The dream mentions an 86 year old woman, and the only person I know of that age is my pseudo-grandmother Dorothy, but there's not actual events with her in it. the age could be a coincidence or symbolic, I don't know.
She also used to own the Oldsmobile.

I'm a rallycross racer, so I do alot of drifting off road on the race tracks on the weekends.
And of course, I'm mentioning this so that you know kind of who goes where so to speak.



The dream started pitch black. I could hear a motor revving and I
looked out the window. then I saw what appeared to be an old 60's single cab black truck, and
it drifted around our front lawn and back down the other side. **edit** There was an alley on both sides of our condo in the dream, we were on the 2nd floor. It came from one side of the alley, drifted in the street and back down the other side, but it was circling our front lawn.

I heard revving again, and this time it was a blueish-brown oldsmobile
wagon (possibly like the one I had) drifting in the opposite
direction.
I said to Gina jokingly, "They're going to roll this car if they keep it up," and right after
that, the car drove straight towards the lawn, hit the curb, and flipped 1.5x
times, and landed upside down on our grass.
I remember saying that I didn't feel like reporting the accident, and to let them deal with it

(for some reason, we live on an intersection with alot of accidents, and I'm usually the person to call them in.)

and shortly after, the people in the car showed up. It was Kourisa,
who was extremely drunk, an old lady appearing to be a young, attractive girl, and brandon.
Kourisa was hanging all over me. we were downstairs hanging out for
a few seconds, and then next I remember, the young girl was on the
computer, and I was sitting on the couch. I could hear a baby
crying, and I mentioned something about it was going to wake people
up and we were laughing because I thought it was my son for a minute.

The young girl went to take care of it, and Brandon said something
to the effect that she looked cute. She came back, and said, "not
bad for being 86, huh? " and immediately after, she removed a cape
of some sorts, and was instantly transformed into an 86 year old
woman, but very hideously looking. split second after, it went completely black.

I woke up... or thought I did.
(The strange thing about this is; I knew ahead of time that she was
old, but appearing to be in the young 20's. But there was no clue,
I'd never seen it, and she never told me about it. I just knew.)


I was laying in bed, and went to tell Gina about the dream, and she
was in the shadows in our kitchen, Somehow I knew ahead of time she had mutilated
herself, (once again, no evidence, I just knew about it.)
and when she started to come out of the dark kitchen, I
wasn't alarmed at first, as it was just a couple bruises on her
face, as she explained, "no biggies... I just punched the walls and
slammed my face into the counter a few times."
Then she came out into full light, and she was basically held
together with duct tape, industrial strength staples and about 3-6
braces... she was so mutilated, yet, not bleeding. But she didn't
even look human; not even close. her jaw was completely dislocated,
she wasn't wearing any clothes, but wasn't exposing anything because
she was covered up by tissue damage and the braces and tape.

I mentioned that she should go to the ER, but she said there was no
need and that we couldn't afford it, and she took care of herself
already.

I sat down next to her on the couch, She was holding a lit cigarette, and put it in her mouth backwards
and took a drag, and didn't seem bothered by it. then she dropped it
and I got burned.

I told her "lets just go to bed." and we went into the bedroom, and
the attractive girl was young again, passed out in our bed, along
with kourisa. we booted them out, and Gina laid down, then I. I
could feel something liquid running down my back, and I looked and
she was bleeding and it must have run over. she rolled over, and one
of her bones made a loud popping sound, and I realized that I was dreaming, so in my dream, I counted to 5, kicked my legs down on the bed as hard as I could and I jolted myself awake.


The thing that really intrigues me about this dream is first off... I have antero-grade amnesia. I can remember names, and faces and sometimes numbers of any sort, but events most often fade out in about a day. just about every single event in this dream has something sentimental attached to it, which makes me think it could have something to do with my memory.

My girlfriend is facing a layoff and soon will be out of a job, but she's not in any way destructive, or self destructive for that matter. For the most part, she's actually one of the bounciest people you would ever meet.