Drug Dreams

I have been up since 3:15am because of a dream

It started out fairly ok, it was me, W, Sean, an old friend named Jay and a couple of people I don't know. We were out in the boonies when W and Jay get this idea to score some drugs. The drugs came in the small clay containers that you broke open and inside was powder that got you high. Part of me was a little worried, W sometimes can be a little flirtatous with others when "high or drunk" and so I was a little put off. But for some reason not to be out done I bought a kilo of the stuff (I dont normally get high, or even drink).
 
So we wandered around and W disappeared with a bunch of people, leaving me by myself. All of a sudden I was in Fred Meyers (the FM before the refit) and my parents were there. I was still carrying the kilo and still angry that W bailed on me with a bunch of people to go get high. I yelled at my parents that we aren't supposed to be shopping and my father and I got in an argument as we walked outside. I said "Fine walk home" and got in my truck, both of us were still angry and I found myself driving down the road with my dad behind me in a Model T, the whole time we are arguing. He eventually gets mad and chucks the gas cap on the model T thats on the driver side at me, I all of a sudden get worried as I see gas spilling out onto the car, while he is yelling at me. 
 
Then I see a cop come up on us, flashing lights and all. I realize I still have the kilo of powder and I make a break for it, my dad tries to help but I notice that his car is swerving and where the gas came out, it has caught on fire, I watch as my dad climbs out of the car while its still moving, gets caught up on it as it skids to a stop, my dad is lying there on the ground hurt when I see the cop try and stop before he hits my dad or the car, the tire of the cop car goes lengthwise across my dad's body flattening it and when it gets to the head it squishes like a grape.
 
I then woke up and couldnt go back to sleep.
 
Fuck…..

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