Car crash

Last night i was stuck on the M25 travelling home from Kayleigh's house (well ... room) for around two hours, there was a crash at 1am just before the Enfield exit, my car (well obviously i was driving my mum's car) was sitting on the motorway just around the corner from the accident with the engine turned off, with the driver (that'd be me) struggling to stay awake and keep my eyes focused on anything in the car as there was a car full of guys with very full bladders infront who had to keep jumping out of the car to pee over the barriers. I was 5 miles from my mum's house, the sat nav said i could make it in nine minutes 15 seconds, i may write to tomtom and tell them it actually takes a bit longer than that, the fuel light didnt come on until i switched the car back on though which i was very happy about. Im not mentioning this out of anger or anything, dont get me wrong, hopefully my tone didnt sound like that, im just telling you what happened last night, lots of ambulances drove up the hard shoulder and it was a pretty big crash, i was sitting in the car spending time with God, praying for the people in the accident, listening to my ipod, i really like being in the car by myself singing at the top of my lungs, i think its the people in the cars around mine that arent so grateful. I was slightly worried about if there was a message on the answer machine from work asking me to work in the morning though, there wasnt and Richard phoned me today and said they arent opening tomorrow (which is VERY unusual, ive never known it before) so i get to go to church!

Anyway! as i was sitting there thinking about things (i had time to think) i was wondering why i've been miserable the past couple of days, i really dont like being depressed but its one of those vicious cycle things, i dont like it but that makes me more bummed out!! I was pondering whether its a dream thing, like i have bad dreams, so i am unrested in the morning so that makes me feel bummed out OR whether im feeling bummed out so that is reflected into my dreams, its an interesting situation considering i had a good few days last week were i had fantastic dreams and i slept really well and my mood was positive and peppy and i was out doing great stuff but then i got back into the bad dream rut since thursday. So anyway i had a mum moment (it scares me that i have these, i notice that i act like my mum more often than id like) and told myself to stop moping around (a very mum thing to say, i should have checked it actually wasnt her actually) positive attitudes breed positive actions (or is it the other way round?) either way, positiveness!!! ... It could have been me in that crash ... thank God i take so long to figure out the sat nav before i drive, lets start focusing more on the driving from now on.