Last week I had this strange dream about driving. I was talking or meeting with a woman I work with. She's a high up the ladder person. Anyway, I got into my car and tried to pass her, but I felt like I'd gotten way too close to her car and put a huge dent in the side...while she was in it!!! I got out and apologized and she seemed to not know what I was talking about. I showed her the dent and she said, "Oh, that. You couldn't have done that." Apparently, it had already been there.
Strangely, this is not the first time I've dreamed of hitting her car. This particular car was an old junk heap of which she doesn't own. Don't know why that was part of the dream. The other dream was about her mini van. Me and a group of people from work had apparently met somewhere for some reason. We all got into our cars and were lined up driving out of some parking lot. I guess I was following too close behind her and I hit the back of her van pretty hard. I immediately panicked because I knew her kids were in the car with her. Everyone stopped and got out to see if everyone was okay, but the whole time I was a panicky mess.
So, the first dream I think I had because the evening before I'd been at Wal-Mart and someone had parked really close to me and I was afraid when I pulled out of my parking spot that I was going to hit them. I was almost sweating as I tried to maneuver my car out.
Next dream...
Back to the college dreams again. It started with me trying to register for classes online. I was going to go back to UO apparently for fall term of some year. The problem turned out to be my timing. All the classes I wanted were full. When I registered for whatever I could get, I discovered I had no time for work. I guess I was going to continue working (not sure if it was my current job or somewhere else part time). My days were really funky with either full day of classes or nothing at all. I realized this wasn't going to work, so I made the decision to return to school just yet.
Then I realized I'd have to tell my grandmother...why she figured in, I don't know. So somehow it all came up with her and I told her I wasn't going to be going back to school just yet. "I'm going to take this term off." I told her the way my classes figured, I'd have to take upwards of 18 credits and I had to take at least 12 to qualify for financial aid, so it wasn't going to work for me.
Then last night I dreamed about school and cars. I guess I was back in high school and for some reason we suddenly had three cars at our disposal. And we lived back where we lived when I was in high school. During the weekend, we somehow got these three cars. So Monday morning I asked if I could drive myself to school. My grandmother said, "You can't." I suggested driving one of the cars which looked like my cousin's piece of junk (which he totaled a few years ago) and she said we didn't have it anymore. It was taken by my cousin, aunt, uncle...someone. I asked about the third car which looked a lot like the one we have now and she said it was out at my uncle's house (why it was there, I have no idea) out on the outskirts of town. She then asked how I thought we'd fit another car into our carport (which we had at the time).
For the record, my grandma talked to the insurance company about getting a second car. She discovered that it didn't matter what kind of car, (old or new, junk heap or working) it would still cost more than we felt was worth the cost. Oh well.
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