I guess this thread is the best place for this.
Had this really strange dream last night. I was leaning out one of the second story windows in my house cleaning something, when I saw that somehow my nextdoor neighbor's teenager had gotten his car up onto my roof. I was Just about to yell at him to quit being an idiot and get down, but before I could, he gunned the engine and committed suicide by plunging the car off the roof and through my neighbor's house.
I immediately got on the phone and called 911 to get an ambulance over to see if they could save the kid. After I got finished giving the details, the dispatcher put a police officer on the phone, and he told me to take a deep breath and consider something. He said he ran the address, and it turns out my neighbor doesn't have insurance to cover the incident, and that if I went forward with the report, it would become official, and my neighbor would lose his house, and it would be my fault. I was screaming that the kid needed help. Just then, my neighbor came storing out of the house yelling obscenities, got into his car, and drove away.
I guess we were having some sort of get together, because a few cars with some of our friends starting pulling up. I was trying to tell them what was happening, but couldn't, and just sat down in the middle of the street and was sobbing uncontrollably. My friends all just hugged me to try to console me as I cried harder and harder. Then I woke up.
It was one of those weird dreams that feels real when you first awaken. For what was literally a small fraction of a second, I felt this intense, indescribable grief. And then a moment later, it was gone as my mind adjusted to the fact that I was now awake and that was not real. It's really strange and interesting how the human mind works. I guess that's about all I can say about that. I'm just fascinated by what happened within my own mind during those however many few seconds early this morning.