Dream: I was in my house which looked like a long hallway.
As I was walking through the house, a large red pick-up slammed through the house and came straight at me. Stones and timber came at me, as well as the pick-up, but I escape. The scene starts again. I am walking through the house, and suddenly there is the pick-up trying to run me over in the house. This must have happened 7 times. There was no more house to hide in except this small refrigerator. The refrigerator is white and rather small. I open the door, and there is a fresh box of tomatoes inside. I can't fit in there with the tomatoes, so I set the tomatoes on top of the refrigerator. I then climb in and shut the door. I am in there only a minute or so when someone opens the door and asks me 'why are you hiding in the refrigerator?' I do not recognize the man that speaks. He offers me a hand, and helps me out of there. I follow him, not knowing where we were going. I am then suddenly in a small wooden boat in the middle of a huge lake. The lake is calm, but the sky is not.
It seems as if the entire sky was on fire. I feel safe in the boat, however.
That is the end of the dream.
Significant Life Events: Trying to get well from an illness.
Background: Self-employed in mid 30s. Female.
Mental Illness Or Depression: I am not mentally ill or depressed.
Location: Iowa
Feelings About People: I don't know anyone in the dream. I did not see who was in the pick-up trying to run me over. I do not recognize the man who helped me out of the refrigerator.
Relationship Status: I am not married.
When And How Often: Last night, January 14.