this morning:
basically I'm sat in the Lotus (with my boss) waiting at a junction and some middle aged dick in a suit stops his BMW M3 convertible right outside my door end on- i.e. his front bumper is an inch from my door. Not pleased I motion him to move then he smiles. So pissed off, I climb out of the window (the hard top is on) and I slap the guy hard twice and tell him to move his car. He says " You better park your car whilst I cuff you"
He's a cop! And I'm like " But you provoked me, you bastard!" and he's like " tough, it's down the station for you"
Now weird dream or what?
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miramaze

Not so weird
Think symbolically - what if all the parts of the dream are YOU ... including the cars and the people...all different aspects of you. Does it make more sense then ?
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