I had a very vivid dream this morning.  We were standing around my friends car at the corner of a street, when I noticed that there was a cop car driving behind a garbage truck.  However, it was a very weird garbage truck, on the back end of this truck was a huge, steel wall.  The cop tried to drive around the truck, but the wall moved and hit the cop, causing him to drive off the road and crashed right into my friends car.  My friend started crying and ran away, but came back shortly.  I helped the cop out of the car, making sure he was alright.  The cop wrote my friend out a check for $10,000, and it was over.  A similar thing happened to me a couple years ago, a truck smashed into my parked car and I got my money back for the car.

Then a new dream started.  I remember it being initiated by possibly a question I asked to myself, or a thought.  I vaugely remember... what is it like to die? It may have been somthing else.  But suddenly I have a view of a street in my city, and its flooded with people.  My point of view is crusing down the street over all of these people, then I rise up and see that these people are turning totally grey, clothes and all, and this symbolized to me death.  Death was spreading through the streets gradually, and suddenly Im aware that I am in the crowd, and the greyness is coming.  It gets to me, and I feel a floating sensation, and I begin to float upwards, It seemed like people around me were trying to hold me down to bring me back to the ground, trying to grab onto my legs which were at that point at their eye level.  Then i heard a barking growl type sound, and I woke up.  A few seconds after I woke up I heard another bark, so I think the sound in my dream came from the dog that was outside.