Nights of waking...

Is it bad when I just can't get a full night's sleep without waking a few times from fucked up dreams?  Last night was a good one... see if you can follow this:

Started out in a library or book store that looked like the library from my high school.  I was having issues with the computer system and people were rude.  There was some girl who for some reason I was to take home from the store.  She lived near me, so it was no big deal.  We started walking home, down the main strip by the grocery stores here in town.  We were walking up the hill when my brother drove up to laugh at me because he was driving but I was walking.  He was drunk, and driving a red wagon.  (no, not station wagon... you know, a kid's red wagon.)  He turned suddenly and it tipped over spilling him out.  He cursed and got it back up but then ran away because cops were coming.  a cop stopped us and asked where he went.  I pointed to a Y in the road to a dark ally that he was hiding in and the cops left.

I turned to the girl (who was the only constant through the dream) and we were now driving.  We were going slow because the girl was nervous.  We were behind this car, and somehow we turned wrong because we were now driving right behind this other car down a wooded dirt road where the houses were old and covered in vines and there was just enough room between the houses to squeeze the car through.  Then the car in front of us stopped because the dirt road was a long driveway.  I realized that we were on the wrong street, and I was worried the guy who just parked would be mad that we followed him, so I put the car in reverse.  I tried to steer backwards, but the houses seemed even closer, and I kept just missing hitting them as I moved the car slowly.  I kept thinking that I would be able to turn around soon, but the driveway seemed to never end.  I kept telling the girl it was going to be fine, but she was getting really scared...

and that was when I woke up...  I had to pee... I closed my eyes and the road was gone, but I still remember the girl with shoulder length black hair with rich brown eyes, red sweater and thin red lips with a tan complexion.  She was holding three hardcover books to her chest with arms wrapped around them the whole time.

Okay... that's all for now...