Dream Journal - 06/28/04

All I can recall of this dream was riding in something like a wooden rollercoaster. It wasn't moving at breakneak speeds like a regular rollercoaster, but more sedately like a monorail. I got the impression I was traveling from one place to another. In the car was a TV, and we were watching the scene behind us of the previous tracks we'd just gone over burning, exploding and crashing in heaps. And we were just outrunning the destruction.