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I remember another part of last nights dream. I'm walking onto a drawbridge when it begins to separate, but not in two halves upward, but in single platformes and not all ascending. The one I'm on is falling rapidly, and now I'm laying down and holding onto my purse and as I fall, I brace myself for the impact and say "This is gonna hurt."

I crash land in a junk yard that's hauling away debris including the platform. I leap off it and yell to the drive of the junkyard's truck, that is painted white with a red emblem like a swirling letter K, that I work for a different junkyard company. The man, and another one nearby, laughs and says "That's not possible."

that's all I remember. end