In the dream I look up in surprise when I hear the car door close. Its the detail that blots out whatever it was I had been thinking of in the dream before I can remember. The dreams details had a surrounding environment,..but it was a non distinct impression,..just some bushes and trees somewhere. The road itself was not very distinct either,..not dirt or gravel or paved,...just a road made out of whatever it is roads are made of. The thing in the dream that was acutely details was the way it felt and what I was immediately thinking in response to what was happening. I was chasing the car, inside of it was someone I loved and trusted. I cant see their face,..I don't know what they look like,.. I don't know what kind of master they are to the dog thing I am.

There is just this car

getting further away

Are they intentionally leaving me? Did I miss the command to get back in the car? Is there an emergency? Am I supposed to be chasing the car? Is my owner even in the car? Do they notice I am not in the car? I never bark or make a noise,...I just run,..and run some more, and run and run and run as the car vanishes out ahead of me. And then the dream goes on. The sound of the car door gets my attention and distracts me from what I was thinking. The car is pulling away. I am running,...and thinking. over and over again and drifting to those dark mindless places between them.

Then I wake up and find myself back where I was when I went to sleep and the feeling of that dream is laying there right next to me.