There were 5 of us. One person in front of me, 3 people behind me. We were walking on a bridge, high high above roaring water. Then suddenly there was a turn, and the next section of the bridge was only two long pieces of fabric, stretched from one end to the other, with no railing and nothing to hold but two pieces of rope hanging from the top, one for each hand.
I was terrified, but there was no other way to go except to walk on that bridge to get to the other side. Slowly we walked, and nearing the end, the person in front of me fell and her leg got caught by the rope so she didn't free fall to the angry waters.
She yelled at me to not worry about her and to keep going.
So I walked on, my legs trembling with each step. But I got to the end just fine. I was thinking to climb up to the ledge but I thought if I did, the whole bridge would shake and the people behind me would fall. Then the person behind me was close to falling and shook the whole bridge and I was close to falling too. At the end I decided to climb up, deciding that it would lighten the load that the bridge has to hold. When I did, it was okay, and everybody made it.
That was the dream I had a couple of days ago but it wasn't the first time I have that dream. It was probably the third or fourth time, but the difference is this time I made it to the end while in the previous times I never did.
Do you think this was only a dream, or is there some hidden meaning behind it?
