newspaper trike
I'm standing beside the fountain in Centennial Park. They sky is overcast and it feels like it's about to rain.
In the dream I've been waiting a long time, but I'm not sure for what or whom.
Newspapers are blowing around the park in the wind. Sometimes the newspapers will form into the shapes of animals, little cats and dogs that will run around the park and play for a few moments before dissolving back into newspapers.
Some of the newspapers form into the shape of a tricycle. The tricycle just sits there at the corner of a the concrete walkway.
Then I'm lying on my back at the foot of a long sloping driveway. The tricycle starts rolling down the driveway towards me. No one is riding it.
The tricycle speeds up as it comes closer and closer. It's definitely going to run me over. At the last second I close my eyes. When I wake up my eyes are still closed.