I was driving a car in the evening, back and forth to some collection of stores, mostly on dirt roads.
As I leave this area I realize I have no gas and arrive home (my Newton one), parking outside, thinking I'll park on an incline so I can roll somewhere in the morning.
I get out, take a bundle of files out of the back seat, bend down and see some fleas on my leg. The empty gas meter is so out of proportion: huge. I think, why did I think I could do this?
Note:
I'm worried about a medical test I'm having tomorrow and for some reason connected this dream to my physical situation.
On the same night I dreamed I reversed into a parking lot outside a hospital which in I worked in. In the evening I go out and find the car gone. I go to the police station to report this, worried because I have to get my kids and meet a woman policewoman who says if you pay me it'll speed this up. I say, you mean you'll start looking for the car sooner?
I say I only have four or five hundred on me though I have more and think I'm smart for bargaining on this. I count the bills inside my wallet and give her some. Suddenly I am back in the hospital lot and all my kids are in the "stolen car" waiting for me.
We drive somewhere where there are a lot of kids and noise like at a grandparent's house but not. I go to another room and check phone messages. One is an angry one from a girlfriend whose birthday she says I missed. Her friend then shows up at my door and yells at me about this and then the woman friend herself shows up, out of her mind with rage.
Dream edited for easier reading - JT, 2005
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