I frequently wake up drenched in sweat, but remember a dream once or twice a year at the most, so it’s a signal event when I do. I woke up this morning remembering this dream:
I was at work, though I don’t know what exactly my job was. A group of three or four of us were preparing to stand a huge concrete arch up from where it was laying on the ground. It was a high, narrow arch, sort of like the arch at St. Louis, and was maybe eight feet wide by 50 feet high and two feet thick. It obviously weighed many tons.
A chain was wrapped around the top of the arch which we attached to the hook of a big crane, which would be used to stand the arch up in place. For some reason as the arch started to raise, we all grabbed it from underneath at the top to help the crane lift it. The top of the arch was rising from the ground while the legs were still on the ground fifty feet away. I was at the very top of the arch, and when it got to about shoulder height, it suddenly slid toward me, pushing my backwards until I ran into a concrete wall about four feet high. The arch started slowly lowering and I thought if I gave it my full effort I could keep it from coming down any further until the crane was somehow able to continue lifting it.
Before I was able to figure out that I wouldn’t be able to hold it up, I was bent back over the wall behind me and pinned between it and the arch very slowly lowering down on my chest. It was coming down slowly enough so that I could barely fell the weight increasing on my chest, but knew it was happening. At first I panicked, and frantically pushed as hard as I could to try to raise it, while the other guys did the same. Suddenly I realized that there was just no way I was going to be able to stop the gradual lowering of the arch, and knew that I would be slowly crushed, and then cut in two pieces at chest height between the arch and the wall. I knew it would be a long and agonizing death, and that there was absolutely no hope of preventing it, and finally gave up. The panic left, the weight kept increasing, and I woke up.
Curiously, when I woke up I felt calm, and was not sweating.