Libra Without A Cause

I had this dream - although the more I think on it the more familiar it seems - of being followed, or chased, by what seems like nothing. This particular night it was an empty car, or other vehicle technology. I am driving away from something that for some reason I know I must get away from, and as I pass an intersection, I slow down for another car coming out to my left. It's maybe 1 or 2 in the morning. This car has no lights on. It slowly drifts forward into the street. It begins to turn in my direction but comes too close, with seemingly no intention of avoiding me. I do my best to pull to the right out of the way but we slowly collide. This physical connection with the other car instills an overwhelming fear in me - I look briefly out the window and see there is no driver. The car is moving, dead, driverless, into me. I panic; I speed hard around it and bolt for the highway, and for some reason, I can't help but feel that whatever entity was just with the abandoned car is right behind me. I'm breathing heavily trying to yell out in hopes of someone hearing me nearby. I make it to the highway and my vision distorts - there are maybe other cars, but I'm not certain, and if I am certain of anything it's that I need to keep driving from this area. I wake up to myself hyperventilating and unable to move. After a moment I gain the nerve to turn on my bedside lamp. It is not the first time, I don't believe, that I've had this dream of a terrifying feeling. I never see a face, or hear voices, or sense physical pain - only a feeling. Can someone be afraid of fear itself? How can I be afraid of something that I both cannot see or understand, but is still familiar to me? And yet the strangest moment occurs after the light - all I can do is think of friends, usually someone specific or a few individuals. I don't believe they are in danger but these dreams are so terrifying I don't know what to think. This is what I get for being a night owl.

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