I'm driving, but my head is thick like I'm really tired or headachy (both of which are probably true; just got back from really long day at Wolf Rock). I just can't function. I pass under a freeway where three large green signs show me the different options, but I can't decide and I go straight and run into the sign. Then I end up turning left into a tunnel. It looks like all the cars are coming toward me, and I look at the lines in the middle of the road - they are white, so it's a one-way road, and I am going the wrong way! I quickly pull over to the right, trying to get off the road, but apparently I've come across a big accident - there are crashed cars in the road, and there are emergency vehicles using the shoulder 'lane', so I just stop in a half-sideways position out of the way of everybody.

There are people laying on the ground, and one guy has a large injured dog placed right on top of him, on his chest. The dog is a yellow lab, and I think it might be dead. I can't look, I just don't want to see it, so I just hide my eyes. But then the guy is up, and he's saying that this was his dog, as though it's dead, but then it's sitting up and he says it's ok, but it keeps tipping over as if its balance is off.

Later, there's something I need to buy from a store in downtown Portland. I'm hiking with Natasha in the woods, but it's a park that extends up the hill from downtown (which I think I have seen in other dreams), and I think we'll make it a part of the walk to go down to that store.