Lake Pontchartrain ... EEEEKKKKKKKKKK!!!!

I'm still shaking I think. One of my phobias is bridges, and as I woke this morning I was dreaming I had to cross the bridge over Lake Pontchartrain. I was on foot at one end of the bridge there was a sort of entryway people could go through to walk across and there was a pretty blonde woman there we started talking. She was thrilled the magnolia was blooming and we talked about gardening. I was stalling, doing ANYTHING not to have to drive across the bridge. At one point a black man walked into the entryway and I followed him in, thinking I'd get him to drive me across if he was on foot but could drive. There was an old man in a uniform in there, a guide of sorts and he led me out a door and I could see down one section of the bridge, which only terrified me, then he led me out another door that put me on a narrow cement slab with only a chain around it to keep one from falling into the water. I started trying to find my way back to the entryway, I'd decided to leave and try to get where I was going some other way when I walked out a door and could see straight down the bridge, and from the middle on it had been enshrouded in a thick fog.

"OH NO WAY," I hollered and suddenly I got a vision of the bridge being built, I was a the very top of a HUGE drop and the bridge went straight down to the water. All this time I was struggling to wake and every time I dropped off I went back to that dream. Yea, I'm pretty well freaked right now. I hate bridges!

Normally when I dream of bridges or high water it's a dream of struggling to overcome an obstacle. I think this dream was just hateful and it was my brain trying to freak me out.