I have recently had a recurring dream, wherein I am walking. I am on a road, and this road is filled with people. My meandering, purposeless course invariably swerves into and then never leaves the oncoming lane of traffic. The road is empty of cars, save one ambulance parked in the distance, facing me. Curious, and conveniently amnesiac about prior nights, I approach. As the shadowy figure nears, it becomes painfully evident that the ambulance was never parked. I am hit in my left shoulder, and spun around to watch the ambulance speed off, silently.
Strange, yes?
walter