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I had the reoccurring dream again last nite where i'm rolling down a very steep hill. When i say "reoccurring" i not only mean that it's a dream i've had more than once (i dream it at least once a month), but i also mean that it reoccurs over and over within the same nite of dreaming. It's basically a Groundhog Day-esque neverending cycle. I start at the top of the hill and roll down to the bottom where i somehow end back up at the top.
Like my reoccurring bathroom dream, there are certain things that are always the same, while other variables change each nite. Usually the dream starts off as some other dream that ends up at the top of the hill. The hill almost always looks the same. It's just a really steep, really long street.
Last nite, i rolled down the hill on a skateboard. On other nites, it's been in a shopping cart, in a car, on rollerblades... usually something with wheels (hence the "rolling").
The fate awaiting me at bottom of the hill is often different each nite, but it's usually something violent, and it usually remains constant throughout the duration of the dream. Each iteration of my skateboard ride last nite ended in a busy intersection at the bottom of the hill where i repeatedly get broadsided by a cement truck. At the moment of impact, I find myself rolling back down from the top again.
The first time down the hill i enjoyed the ride, but each time i got punked by the truck, i tried harder and harder to stop myself from rolling down the hill, only to find myself zooming faster and faster, and more out of control, making the impending accident at the bottom increasingly dramatic.
Some nites, the cycle repeats til i wake up. On other nites, the dream cycles thru a few iterations and then segues into another dream, like it did last nite. After seemingly endless cycles of the dream, i noticed a news helicopter flying overhead as i zoomed down the hill, and suddenly, instead of being on a skateboard, i was sitting at home, watching a live TV news broadcast of some other guy (who looked like me) skate out of control down a hill where he was hit by a cement truck. And just like that, the hill dream was over and a new dream began with me watching tv with my brother. It's weird that Russ has been appearing in my dreams a lot recently, cuz i rarely dream about him.