I was driving down a switchback on a mountain and curved left like it does south of Prescott, and when I turned the corner it was packed snow and ice on the road. I saw a man on his bike flip back and he landed on his back on the ice. I slammed on the break before I would have slid off the side of the mountain, but immediately questioned my actions thinking my breaks could have locked up and I would have died. I was on the way somewhere but stopped to check on the guy who was now standing, and asked if he was alright and he said yes, then I asked if he needed to go to a hospital and he said he did, so I offered to take him. We got down to this lodge and he went around the wooden fence towards the building. I tried driving around the corner but the SUV I’d been renting sank into the ice that cracked under it’s weight and then I realized I’d driven on to a frozen lake instead of a road. I got out right before it sank and could only think wtf am I going to do? I can’t return the rental now, my bag, phones, everything was in there, I don’t have any identification on me. I held on to the fence and made it to the building where I sat next to the guy, it seemed like we were stuck waiting on medical assistance to show up. He’d found some canned food items and was eating what he could. The combination of food seemed odd, then I thought maybe this was a foreign thing since he was from another country. There were two little kids sitting to my left and I moved to face them so the little blond girl could lean against me.
I was out driving again but this looked like downtown Phoenix, like when you’re driving down Washington near the Arizona Center. This time I was driving a convertible though, and there was a strawberry yogurt drink in the cup holder, so I unscrewed the top and went to drink it. It didn’t taste wrong but noticed something was off and when I looked inside saw it had curdled and spit it back into the bottle. Traffic was stopping and the road had been roped off. There were emergency vehicles and what looked like a bad accident up ahead. I didn’t really catch it since I was focusing on getting around everything alive and finding a detour.
Then I was walking through a hall in some house and there were a few people there., You showed up and I mentioned getting a phone call to schedule a meeting at 3pm because Anna signed me up for some class she’d taken previously. I asked if you made her do it, and you said you made a request. I asked if she wasn’t happy about it, and you said she wasn’t. You were standing next to me by the kitchen counter talking to another guy while I looked down at the tile floor. You both went from talking shop to discussing Anna and how stressed out and unhappy she was, and how her outlet was this one game but she wasn’t good at it and was getting mad because there was some hunting aspect to it, like a pregame thing to help with the next part and she neglected that stage making it harder. You offered to help but it made her angrier. You and the other guy were laughing and it degraded to just speaking poorly about her in general. I was pretty uncomfortable when I realized your voice sounded like Garrett’s and that freaked me out so I walked out and went to another room. I answered another call and this was someone else requesting a meeting at 3pm, but this one was more important so I accepted it. I sat down at a desk with a large monitor in front of it watching people in a zoom meeting, then noticed you weren’t in it and wondered if you were aware it was going on. I thought about running back to the other room and asking but then realized I thought you took the rest of the day off to check on me or Anna, like it was my fault or hers, and bringing up meetings and obligations would only piss you off. I kept going back through our earlier conversations in my mind to make sure I didn’t accidentally request you step away from everything for me for the rest of that day, or that you hadn’t said something I took one way and you meant the other, and resulted in the same thing. I didn’t want anything to be my fault.
I fell back asleep into another dream where I was at a large house in Mesa and realized I’d been at the address previously but now it was called an inn like it had been converted to a hostel. The address belonged to my first boyfriend’s in high school, only the buildings were differently, like they bought the land from a few different houses and converted things but the the construction was still older. I was sitting on the couch in this one room with my feet up on a table. There was noise coming out of a little box that was mounted to the side near my feets, and it looked like a mini receiver build in the 40’s or 50’s. I asked what it was and you told me, then said who it belonged to but I was having trouble following along. Other stuff happened and I walked around different rooms, the place was large like a conference now and one room had people standing around or sitting in groups talking by whiteboards and one had a flat screen TV mounted on top of it. Idk what they were congregating for. I went down another hall and saw you go into another room. I wasn’t sure where to go next so I sat on a couch near the exit. I tightened the strap on my gray robe and looked into a mirror. I was in some fluffy light green and orange hanbok thing with my fluffy robe over it, and after tightening it started to float. I couldn’t get my feet back on the ground and kept fighting to make it back down. Then my feet were finally touching the floor and it was all good.
I walked out onto a casino floor with ugly burgundy and royal blue paisley carpet. I kept walking until I was outside and saw you with a small group. Your group had gone to see Alice Cooper but you didn’t really care about it and we ran across the street to check out an interesting looking shop. It had whitewashed wooden floors that were loud when you walked on them, and the shelves had random trinkets. This was like an alternative pinup rockabilly boutique. It looked like an hold house that was converted into a business, and the hall between rooms had shelved with wheels and roller skates on them. Then the was a bunch of roller derby stuff and I looked at them but decided to keep going since it’s not my scene and I can’t skate. As I kept going down the hall the floor got slippery like I was in skates, but when I looked down I was still in flats. I ended up back inside the casino floor with the ugly carpet and ended up in a suite with black and white tile floor and an antique black four post bed. It went from being bright to pretty dim very quickly as I walked through the room towards what I thought was a closet, but it turned out to be a bar, and I was shocked to see people there. This looked like a public area and I wasn’t wearing much, so I grabbed a robe to cover up and kept walking until I found you back where I started in the checkered tiled room. I just remember a lot of dark reds and dark wood colors in this part of the dream but everything’s hazy.