I dreamed we ran out of gas, I got run over by the jeep, we pushed the jeep 2 mi to a closed gas station, where two thugs were waiting to rob us, one with a solid white eye, but my triumphant hooting and hollering made them realize I was no one to mess with, then an hour and a half later, a guy from a gas station 5 miles away brought us gas, and we were on our way, I took sleep pills, and the next thing I know, I heard a loud explosion, open my eyes, and we are sideways on the highway, fish tailing our way to certain death, we all got out safe and sound, Craig starts changing the tire, but doesn’t know how, so as per usual, I save the day. Of course, this wasn’t a dream, it really happened. Can’t make that up!! Run on, sentence, run on.