So I had a dream the night before Cor called me to let me know she had crashed into the curb:
I was driving Becca’s car, and it was night time. There were children running around, and suddenly one ran straight in front of me so I swerved. I must have been going very fast, though, so I went up on the curb and flipped the car (she drives a large white SUV.) I ended up getting out, and the police came, and I tried to ask them to help me, but they didn’t believe I was the driver of the car for some reason, and kept telling me there was no child that had been in the road. I kept looking back at the car, and I knew I was hurt, but no one would help me because they thought I was lying.
Then, I woke up.