2002-04-17 / 1:41 p.m.

(these dreams might ruin the likes of me)

what happened? I don't know...all i can remember is we were at at L & S's house with the baby and S kept saying his backyard reminded him of our cat - i.e. kind of goofy and unconventional, I guess.

Oh yes...

The accident, I just remembered the accident.

In horrible detail.

Am I watching this or am I part of it?

There is an ice-cream truck flying down a hillside road...I can see clearly that it is going to barrel right into a group of cyclists.

It does.

There is blood and bits of body parts everywhere.

Everyone is screaming.

Myself included.

Am I pyschic?

The following truly happened during my waking hours:

This morning I nearly hit a cyclist as I tried to turn off our street onto the main one. I didn't touch her but she fell of her bike and onto the hard pavement anyway.

Luckily she was unhurt - if somewhat confused. She had a white crocheted cap that fell of her head; I picked it up out of the gutter and handed it back to her, made sure she was truly OK and then got back in my car and continued on.

last night ... tonight