just a dream

Just woke up after a very vivid dream. I'm gonna tell you about a part of it: I was in a strange place, some kind of city. With some kind of man. I no longer remember the details very well, except for this thing of which I'm about to tell you now... The man showed me a small scale model, sort of 1:36 I guess. It was a model of a black limo on it's way out on a bridge. Now, speed is not an easy thing to portray in a model like that, but in hindsight I suppose it was driving rather fastly. And the bridge ended abruptly in mid air, with a thin iron fence.
"Do you notice something strange...?" the man asked me, and I looked more carefully at the model. Through the back window of the limo I could see a number of passengers. A group of musicians, including a guy with tuba. A balkan band. And in the middle, a man in a black suit and a tall hat. "that is the mayor of Moscow..." the man I was with told me, " ...about to commit suicide!".

That's a pretty trippy thing. To commit suicide by having your driver take your limo onto a broken bridge, while you are on the backseat, with a band that plays loud balkan music!!! The stuff dreams are made of...