The Dreams of Skipping Zombie

First and foremost: I mention the dream I remember best.

I was walking across a suspension bridge about eighty or so yards long, with a pit roughly several miles deep beneath me. And as I walked, I stopped suddenly because I spotted an object on the ground nearby. It was a box of hair dye. From one of those beauty commercials, y'know? Anyways, I stooped to pick it up, and as I did, I noticed a large gap in the bridge just in front of the box. If I hadn't stopped to pick up the box, I would've fallen! And so I fell in love with the box and we got married and lived happily ever after.