Mind Gone Wild

Last night I had a dream I was headed to the gallows. In the dream I seemed to know why, but at the same time, I didn't know why. My family didn't seem to care much, and I said goodbye to them like I was headed off to work. Maybe they didn't know. I arrived at what seemed to be a house party, full of people I'd known in the past and some others I'd met in passing. Everyone was drinking, but the mood of the room was pretty somber. Somewhere along the way, somebody handed me a gambling marker with a bunch of auto-racing wins on it to give to my family. I didn't want it, but he insisted. One of the girls there apparently wanted me to go out with a bang and stripped us both down in the middle of the room (side note: why is it that I only have sex in dreams?). Nobody seemed to notice. Afterwards, we both grabbed beers and walked out back. Towards the back of the yard and off to the side, some people were finishing the setup of the gallows and I started to wonder what it was going to feel like to hang. A brief amount of time passed and I was led over to a platform. I could see the eyes of everyone around me and could smell the rope as the noose was placed over my head.

Then I woke up. I haven't been so relieved to wake up in quite some time.

No idea what all that means, but wow did it seem real.