The dream
I am driving my mom's Rav 4 with my brother, my dad and I believe one other person. As I am driving, I state that I do not won't to drive because something before this has nerked me. However, I continue driving and before me in the road is a stop sign. It felt as if I speed up towards it but as I get to a point where I should stop, I don't. Instead I take a hard right. This upsets everyone in the car and I proceed to explain that I can't stop the car because the breaks aren't working. I show this to them by literally standing on the break while I am driving. Somehow we slow down and stop on the side of the road.
My brother gets out and is furious about the whole incident. We now find ourselves with a film crew of some sorts as we are standing on the side of the road. The guy with the camera, along with one other guy by him, are laying in the grass pointing their cameras in the direction that we drove from. Another guy has some kinda equipment around his neck but he is trying to adjust it so that it isn't in the shot. As we move on, our car has been moved and I hear the car has been towed, as well as some discussion about the problem of the car. In this discussion, I believe their is a new person that is not my family, nor in the camera crew.
As we move up the road away from the camera crew in the opposite direction that we drove from, we run into a lot of people sitting on the side of the row whom seem to be looking at me as if I did something wrong. The crowd is composed of the old, the young, and is quiet diverse. Somehow my dad is with them now and he follows some people down the back of a hill which is on the side of the road. I follow them and I find myself at some place that seems to be for fishing. Yet there are many people with tiers of wooden areas for people to sit, stand and even lay in the water as they fish. I walk around and find myself In a half circle where a lot of people are fishing for the biggest fish at this place which appears to be orange. I appear to be by some tour guide which is pointing out something magnificent about these fish. Everyone around awes and points at them.
The next thing I know, I am in a school where kids are running around. The school is familiar as if I had gone there and I knew the students' faces. After awhile, I find everyone running off to class but I am very hungry. I look around threw at least a dozen vending machines that appear to all be clustered together, yet I find nothing that pleases me. A lady comes by and tells all the students to go to their classes at which I reply that I do not go there and she moves on.
I continue looking for food as a man well-dressed and holding a bible approaches me. I address him as reverend. He replies yes but that he believes the word is mispronunciated and that the 'v' in reverend is either a 'w' or something else. I continue looking for food as he continues talking to me and the feeling of the place grows darker and darker. Somehow there is a child's picture of me where I have some kind of red haired clown wig on and I am dressed in dress military uniform. Also, I find some gloves laying somewhere and I stuff them into my jacket. This whole time the scene is growing darker and darker. I finally find what I want in an ice cream bar machine but all the bars are in the wrong slots and they seem to be stuck.
My brother gets out and is furious about the whole incident. We now find ourselves with a film crew of some sorts as we are standing on the side of the road. The guy with the camera, along with one other guy by him, are laying in the grass pointing their cameras in the direction that we drove from. Another guy has some kinda equipment around his neck but he is trying to adjust it so that it isn't in the shot. As we move on, our car has been moved and I hear the car has been towed, as well as some discussion about the problem of the car. In this discussion, I believe their is a new person that is not my family, nor in the camera crew.
As we move up the road away from the camera crew in the opposite direction that we drove from, we run into a lot of people sitting on the side of the row whom seem to be looking at me as if I did something wrong. The crowd is composed of the old, the young, and is quiet diverse. Somehow my dad is with them now and he follows some people down the back of a hill which is on the side of the road. I follow them and I find myself at some place that seems to be for fishing. Yet there are many people with tiers of wooden areas for people to sit, stand and even lay in the water as they fish. I walk around and find myself In a half circle where a lot of people are fishing for the biggest fish at this place which appears to be orange. I appear to be by some tour guide which is pointing out something magnificent about these fish. Everyone around awes and points at them.
The next thing I know, I am in a school where kids are running around. The school is familiar as if I had gone there and I knew the students' faces. After awhile, I find everyone running off to class but I am very hungry. I look around threw at least a dozen vending machines that appear to all be clustered together, yet I find nothing that pleases me. A lady comes by and tells all the students to go to their classes at which I reply that I do not go there and she moves on.
I continue looking for food as a man well-dressed and holding a bible approaches me. I address him as reverend. He replies yes but that he believes the word is mispronunciated and that the 'v' in reverend is either a 'w' or something else. I continue looking for food as he continues talking to me and the feeling of the place grows darker and darker. Somehow there is a child's picture of me where I have some kind of red haired clown wig on and I am dressed in dress military uniform. Also, I find some gloves laying somewhere and I stuff them into my jacket. This whole time the scene is growing darker and darker. I finally find what I want in an ice cream bar machine but all the bars are in the wrong slots and they seem to be stuck.