I had this reoccurring nightmare growing up – I think really the only reoccurring nightmare I’ve ever had. It included my mom, my brother (who was still in a stroller), and myself. We grew up going to Niagara Falls several times and that’s the setting it felt closest to. Except, there was a suspension bridge. Pretty sure there would be a load of engineering problems if that was real. Regardless, in my dream – we were crossing the wooden suspension bridge over the falls – stroller in tow (really?!) – when the next thing you know, it was snapping. While someone is deciphering that one for me, I want to…