Driving Towards Your Death- Sweet Dreams Are Made of These

So I'm drivin' along, listening to Miley Cyrus on Kiss FM, when all of a sudden, I see flames start to shoot out from under the hood of my car. I try to stop my car and get out, but for some reason everything is sooooo slow. I can't open the door and I know time is running out. My heart is beating, my pulse is racing, I know that I'm about to die.

...And then I wake up. Honestly, dreams don't really affect me a whole lot. I enjoy nightmares of monsters and things like that, because I love horror movies. The only time I really wake up disappointed is when I was making out with Amanda Bynes and my Grandmother calls me and disturbs my slumber. And then I try to trick myself into thinking I'm still awake. Anyway, dreams don't jar me usually. But this one did. It was truly one of the most surreal dreams I've ever had. It was one of those things where if you believe that "if you die in a dream, you die in real life," I would have been toast.

So, naturally, I consult my trusty dream dictionary to find out just what it meant. For some reason, it was incredibly hard to find anything out about a car that's on fire. But, it did offer this insight into my driving dream- "To dream that you are driving a vehicle signifies your life's journey and your path in life. The dream is telling of how you are moving and navigating through life." Interesting. So if I'm driving a car that's on fire...perhaps I'm...very motivated? Or something? Whatever.

It told me that if I'm driving at night, which I was, then I am "unsure of where [I am] headed in life." Duh. I'm 24.

My favorite interpretation was that driving a car signifies my sex life. "Metaphorically, driving a car in your dream is analogous to your sex life and sexual performance. Consider how you are driving and what kind of car you are driving and how it relates to your waking sex life." So basically, I'm really really good at sex...is what that dream meant.