Sometimes a group of us get together on Fridays to eat at an Indian Restaurant. One of the routines we follow is to read "Real Astrology" in the alternative Dayton rag. The last two weeks, the forecasts for my sign (Sagitarius) have involved dreams: 2 weeks ago I soon will have a dream that could change my life; and last Friday's -- "Feed Your Dreams".

I have had a recurring dream for awhile, for the last couple of years at least. I am driving my car, my stick-shift Honda Civic -- I can feel the heat of summer day, the brightness of the sun in my eyes, and I can hear the radio -- sometimes it's at night, and I can smell the sweetness of grass and moist air. Sometimes I'm speeding down a highway, sometimes slower on a back road, sometimes I'm stopped in city traffic at a light. And maybe for a moment I'm distracted -- grabbing sunglasses out of the glove compartment, or changing a CD or my cel phone is ringing, or I'm trying to settle down papers blowing around because the windows or the sunroof are open. I look up in time to catch the wide-eyed surprise of the person I'm about to hit. Maybe it's a child on a bicycle; maybe it's a woman crossing the street. In one, it was an older man who looked a lot like my father. Sometimes I am going fast and the person slides toward me, unable to move from my path. Sometimes I've taken my foot off the brake at a stop and when I look up, there they are staring at me, shocked, registering what is about to happen. Sometimes it's not a person -- it's the flash of a massive grey bridge pylon or steel road fencing. I usually wake up with the heavy sound of contact.

The recent version of this dream is on a highway bridge, one of those modern engineering feats -- white and high up with a dangerously low balustrade. It is night, I hear the hum of the road and the steady, reassuring klump of the dividers they put in for heat expansion between sections of the concrete. There is a slight cross wind you can feel shaking the car a bit as you are driving. As I cruise along cresting a gradual incline, suddenly I see the road ahead ends abruptly because it has been shorn away -- my headlights catch the surprisingly smooth end of this side; and a nano-second later, they light the jagged edge in the distance where the bridge takes up again, bits of concrete dangling by exposed reinforced rods like comouflage netting. Sometimes there is another car or maybe a truck, and simultaneous to the moment that I notice the end of the bridge, they notice it, too and there is a quick pump noise as they hit their brakes, the panic of brilliant red lights and shrieking metal and an alarming lurch as the car or truck shoots sideways and backwards just missing me past me behind me. My mind races -- hit the brakes/flip the steering wheel/shift into reverse. But I freeze, I can do nothing. In all versions I freeze and keep on gliding, unable or unwilling to do a thing.

I had this dream last weekend. I don't think this is what the astrology forecasts had in mind. Any dream analysts out there?