Also dreamed of driving a truck from fiberglass to Williamsburg and getting caught behind a wreck outside of 'Burg at a bridge and just before a cross street. It was a big wreck, I was driving home from work and somehow my feet couldn't push the brake pedal and I was headed slam- bam right into the heaps of scrap and rubbish that had once been vehicles. But I somehow found both the brakes and clutch and managed to make the turn onto the cross street, I think the streets were spring and high, although they could have been spring and valley. (yeah, I know,)
Some other girl helped me find a place to stay because nobody could get out of town. A laundromat, maybe?
I was sometimes driving and sometimes not, but Rex was getting mad at me because I wasn't getting home and giving him his sandwiches from Boar's Head. I needed to call him, but I couldn't remember his phone number. I kept thinking it should be in the phone, but it was his phone and I had left it with him and taken my old pocket watch. My old pocket watch had a list of calls, and even the names of people who had texted me, but it had no way to call back, reply, or even read text messages. (Which makes having the list of senders really odd)
I could remember Rita's numbers, but that didn't really help since I couldn't call out on my watch. Although at one point I thought maybe the girl who had helped me could maybe call her (on her house phone) and give her a message, and she could somehow let Rex know what was happening. Only I couldn't find the girl, and I got in trouble for driving around looking at her while the town was on lockdown and I had driven/been driving past the wreck on'by'near the bridge at spring and whatever streets.
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