Federico Fellini directs my Dreams (Another Dream)

I was driving north on the Bayshore Freeway, in the right lane, and an immensely fat, nude woman was crawling off the roadway, into the marsh, crying and screaming. She was in great physical and emotional pain. She was seeking refuge in the swampy slough. Her skin was cracked and leathery. Up ahead, I passed the twisted remains of her station wagon. I felt guilt for not stopping to help her.

It seems that she had had a terrible accident, that triggerered an emotional breakdown. She had stripped off her clothes, instinctively seeking the simpler life of the marsh, as if she was de-evolving from a human toward a swamp grazing hippopotamus-like creature. In retrospect, her skin already looked like the hide of a hippo.