Oh, a dream.

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What a dream!  I was in Italy, for some or no reason?  Rome.  Only it was a Rome never seen in history.

There were streets, like any other.  Local runs, between here and there.  Congested, tight, even dangerous for many reasons.  A wrong turn, or a wrong crowd, and people could be robbed or murdered.  There were better local roads, but all carried risks of one sort or another.

But there was another set of roads.  Built by the classical Romans, and kept as well as possible.  Some had fallen, others were partly fallen, yet many were still whole.  If one could never know if today was the day.  They stretched miles into the sky, and would take the driver from one part of the city directly to another.

The city was based on the destination points of those roads.  All roads may lead to Rome, but the superhighways were where it was really at?  Something like that, I thought I heard.  There were many of these roads.  Houses under them.  Crazy.

As mentioned, these roads went miles into the sky, and then back down.  They really weren't designed for automobiles, but had held up well.  No semitrucks and trailers, or even heavier trucks such as dump or trash trucks or mobile home type things were allowed.  Only civilian sized cars and pickup trucks.  No side rails, just wide enough for two and an half standard vehicles.

Speed limits were typical for what you would find on a local highway, in the US, around 55 to 65.  People really didn't push it.  People died frequently enough.  I guess it just happened.  Whether driving off an edge, pushed off in an accident, or if part of the road collapsed.

On the road I was on, that particular day, it had become a one-way express, because half of the road had fallen.  It was a terrifying drive.  Especially for me.  My fear of heights, while mostly tamed, was at it's worst.  More so because there was no mitigating the steep break of the view.  Either I was looking at the road, or looking up to a mile or two down, there was no middle ground or way to settle that.  Ugh...

I kept having to wonder about the houses below, when the road gave way.  People had to be dying all the time, from above and down below.

There was something about a book, too.  But that got lost as I woke.  It was interesting, for me, for some reason.  I simply can't remember why.  Oh, and something about shopping there, preparing to make a feast for family and friends.  I had to consider which peppers to get, hot, mild, or simple... adding spice to the latter as wanted or needed from other sources.  I went with the simple, similar to a bell pepper, though obtaining crushed spicy pepper for certain meals, or specific guests.

Such an odd dream.