Margaret's Dream

I woke up and can't remember how my dream started! What good is a dream if you cannot remember the beginning?

I am a little child, and I don't understand how I can be a nurse.  I walk down the lane and stumble upon a military development on Braxton Road.  I am surprised.

I trip on my blanket and fall. 

 I see a little tank in the distance and it comes buzzing at me and is now HUGE. At the last minute before running over me it swerves and I can see the young black haired man in the dark olive green tank is just kindly checking to see if I am ok.

I am ok, but all the many construction vehicles are little. 

Quite little.  These toys are scarey because I now know that they can suddenly turn HUGE.

There are so many interlopers but I compliment them all to avoid conflict.

I feel sick, and suddenly there is a waterfall or flowing water....

I can't remember.

I hate being asked about my dreams because actually I only remember pieces of them.