every saturday.

[x_glamorous]

when i was younger, i lived in my grandmother`s house. and it seemed that every saturday morning i would have a dream like this: i was riding a trycicle in front of my grandmother`s house and i would be going real fast and right as i reached the other side of her driveway it would be a cliff. i would always wake up before i fell, but, it was the SAME dream. every saturday.

[Jennings]

I wonder if you found visiting your grandmother an enjoyable occasion and did not want to leave her place; hence the cliff and the end of your enjoyment.

[x_glamorous]

that was just it. i lived there. and me and my grandmother have never gotten along.

[Jennings]

It looks as if I interpretted your dream the wrong way around; easily done. Cycling fast was premsumably your attempt to escape your grandmother's influence but your efforts were frustrated by some insurmountable problem; maybe the influence of your parents. Could there have been something interesting taking place on Saturdays that could invoke dreaming on this occasion?