Life's curveballs
My dream last night was strange. I was at a service station, filling my car up with gas. I was halfway through when water started to spray on me. I smelled my arm, and it wasn't water, it was petrol! I freaked out, and ran into the shop. The shop assistant and I waited until it was over, then went out to investigate.
My car was gone!!! I freaked out again, and went looking for it. I saw a lady standing next to a car that had two kids in it. I thought that was my car, so I went and drove it away. I drove down the road (with the two kids in the back), then realised that the dashboard layout was different. Oopsy! So I drove it back to the lady, and apologised, saying "I was wrong, you were right. I'm so sorry!" She forgave me, and gave me a hug. Awww!
The shop assistant then told me that someone had found out the little things that were wrong with my car, fixed it, put mags and a bodykit on it, and then stole it... all while we were in the shop waiting for the petrol to stop spraying everywhere. Apparently the petrol rain was a diversion.
But somehow the car was returned to me! I was very happy, but I wouldn't let it out of my sight! Anyway, I turned my back for two seconds, and it was stolen again! Some guy drove it across the road, but he crashed into oncoming traffic. The car was returned to me (again), and for some reason I was proud of all the scratches and dings. I was going around the car, saying "A scratch! A ding!"
But I was so upset that the car was stolen! I was bawling my eyes out in the dream, and I have an inkling that I may have been sobbing a bit in my sleep.
posted by Alyssa @ 11:31 AM
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