Last night my X was at a shell gas station filling up a white box truck (kinda like a small uhaul) and after filling it up, she started doing slow right hand circles in between the pumps almost hitting them at every turn. I came up and stopped her and ask what in the world are you doing her reply was "the gauges" , then she moved into a larger area and kept doing the slow right hand circles. She started to drift over into the grass and as soon as the box truck touched the grass it started to roll over so I ran over and put my hands on the side of the box truck tried to physically stop the roll over with no avail. Having to move away at the last second to keep from getting crushed. Once it rolled over it buried the truck very deep (at least 2ft or more) into the dirt and then she climbed out of the passenger window with the truck still running I asked agian what in the world are you doing. No answer. I then climbed up and into the truck where 95% of the driver seat and steering wheel is covered with dirt that looks like it has been sifted and the key which is perfectly clean and shiny with absolutely no dirt in a perfect circle around it. I then turn it off and left the key in the switch and climbed back out then agian asked What she was thinking she said "the gauges read 9", I said what and she replied "the gauges read 9", then I turned and walked around to the rear of the truck knelt down on both knees facing the truck with her (at least I think it was her)off my left shoulder a few feet back and explained that it was going to cost about a $1000 to right the truck , still on my knees I reach out like I was going to start digging with my hands, right before I touched the ground with my hands ,,,,,,
I woke up..
I was so frustrated ...
The colors and textures where so vivid and perfect it was beyond comprehension. also
Make note: I haven't seen nor heard from my X in over 5 years.