Road Trip

Last night I dreamt about the ride home from training. My training partner tamika was driving me home from the session and I fell asleep on the way home. When I woke up, we were at her work, A kennel for cats and dogs. She took me inside and showed me the cattery and I just remember thinking how badly it smelt! When we got back in the car, I was puzzled as to why she didn't wake me up as we drove past my house to let me off, instead she drove all the way to Samford, and was planning on dropping me home again. As we drove down an unfamiliar dirt road I began to panic, thinking randomly that she was going to kill me! As I expected, she threw me out of the car, down a deep ditch. She then threw a water bottle at me, remarking that I would need it! As she started back to her car, I started screaming at her "REMEMBER MY NAME!! REMEMBER THAT YOU MURDERED ME, LISA!!!!" (I dont know why her name was Lisa now).
Somehow, I flew out of the ditch and launched myself at her windscreen, shattering it and sending glass flying everywhere. Both of us were cut and bleeding really badly, and then we proceeded to laugh and have a giggle about how we would get all of the blood out of the apolstery.
All of a sudden, we were on a road-trip. Some strange lady was driving and Cait and Taylor were in the back seat. It was pitch black and the roads were really long and windy and dimly lit. I asked this lady if she knew where we were going (as we were driving from the Sunshine coast back to Brisbane) and she remarked that she didn't really know. I suggested that we pull over, and I would drive, using my GPS. When we pulled over, we found ourselves in a really old and out of the times country town. When I asked a lady walking her dog where we were, she replied "Cairns". Again I woke up crying, hysterical that we had driven all of this way in my car!