I had a dream that our car ran off the road into a deep body of water. My dad was driving and there was a baby in a car seat in the back. When we hit the water and started sinking i couldn’t believe what was happening. The feeling was surreal. Then a thought hit me. I could drown then it would all be over. It was oddly comforting. But first i had to get that baby out of his/her car seat and to safety. The car was filling up fast. As i swam to the back seat, my dad was already on it. He had unbuckled the baby and was now swimming out with the baby in tow. I was still in the car and was preparing to die. As i said before it was an oddly comforting feeling. As i drew my last breath, i was thinking of the sweet release but at the same time i knew there was going to be that struggle to breath as the water filled my lungs. The panic. And maybe even, my brain second guessing my decision as my ego tries to take over,
The next thing i know, I’m playing and running with a dog. We run into the house and my dad is sitting in a chair in the kitchen. I think, oh no I’m supposed to be in the car dead under the water. I put the dog down and fall to my hands and knees, sputtering and pretending to breathe heavily where i just spent an hour under water. It was then that i realized my dad didn’t come back for me. He didn’t try to pull me out. My alarm went off and i woke up. The dream ended.