Dreams wreck

Visiting Russia, taking pictures. While driving down the road I have a wreck and drive off into a ditch. Later I find myself along the banks of a muddy river fishing. Afterwards I am sitting in a classroom that is also a restaurant selling pizza.

Im driving a speeding car trying to press the breaks. the windows keep rolling down by themselves. the car wont slow down and i end up wrecking being thrown from the car.

I was walking down the street at what I know has iron horse (town festival) when I hear a buddy I ain't talked to a while call my name so I stop. I then wait and when he reaches me he asks if another buddy I won't name had any good weed so I said yes. But has soon has there done saying that they say that there was a wreck and it had released gases in the air and my town of new haven would be locked down soon. I then looked in the direction of ameri-gas and I see a vivid purple steak in the air, so I tell them to get the hell out of there and run to my house. Has I'm running I look at my cell phone which says respect followed by couple names, I can only remember one though and I also look back up to see the purple streak a great deal closer. But where my house should be there is another house with a entrance door around the door it's self with a lock on it. But since the lock was just hanging there I open it up and the actual house door and run inside only to run back out and close the first of the the two doors. But before I could get back in I felt sick and dizzy I managed to make it back inside but then the dream ended. I woke up feeling very sick to my stomach after this.

Car wreck seeing blood shattered glass and one's own spirit conin out of one's body and watching rescue come

You and I standing at the end of a country platform with three or four others. We have a picnic packed, including a bottle of white wine. You pull the bottle from the basket and ask me to get a corkscrew. I walk up the platform and have to get to the other platform. To do so I must walk through a train, from side to side. It is a troop train, full of damaged soldiers' bodies with missing limbs, wrapped in hessian, lying on straw. I feel sick but plunge through, wondering what detail I should tell you.  We are staying in a hotel, that feels a little like the one we looked at in Nice, with the lift that didn't work. We are desperate for a bath or shower but can't find one. I look around, see a cubicle, but it has only a toilet, not even a basin. As I look at it, you are being told by the receptionist that there are no washing facilities and that if we love each other we won't need to wash. It'll be fun, she says. She shows us where the shower room was, levering up some hardboard so we can peep through to a shower room long boarded up. I wonder if we could crawl through and if the plumbing would work. We decide to beg a shower from another hotel.  We are living in a house in the country.  It is a wreck. The walls are bare lath and plaster. There is no heating, although it is winter. We have several children with us and some adults. I make fires in some rooms. On the top floor I light it in the middle of the floor. On the ground floor is a small coal fire in a big fireplace. My mum is there . I tell her it is a good fire. I return to the top floor to put some rubbish on the fire there but you have swept the fire up and thrown it out of the window, to tidy up. You say best to burn things in the garden. I go downstairs. In the garden you have filled a large brick-lined fireplace with water and are swimming. I join you and say I wish we had thought of this long ago. You look knowing.