First, I swerved around an orphan construction cone, lying in the middle of the road, next a trash can and a recycling bin and soon after that a couple of bags of clothes and a baby stroller, but a mile down the road when I locked my brakes up to stop for an entire flatbed-load of lumber spread across the highway, I decided to back up to the blind corner a couple hundred yards back, throw out a road flare and slow down traffic until the cops showed up because this dream clearly was not going to reach any type of destination any time soon and I might as well settle in and make myself useful.
Wow. Upon re-reading I totally remember this dream. I wonder if it meant anything…